Mountains Culminate In Peaks, And Nations In

Let Those Who Desire A Secure Homeland Conquer It. Let Those Who Do Not Conquer It Live Under The Whip And In Exile, Watched Over Like Wild Animals, Cast From One Country To Another, Concealing The Death Of Their Souls With A Beggar's Smile From The Scorn Of Free Men.

Man Needs To Go Outside Himself In Order To Find Repose And Reveal Himself.

Charm Is A Product Of The Unexpected.

Like Stones Rolling Down Hills, Fair Ideas Reach Their Objectives Despite All Obstacles And Barriers. It May Be Possible To Speed Or Hinder Them, But Impossible To Stop Them.

Oh, What Company Good Poets Are!