Oh, What Company Good Poets Are!

One Revolution Is Still Necessary: The One That Will Not End With The Rule Of Its Leader. It Will Be The Revolution Against Revolutions, The Uprising Of All Peaceable Individuals, Who Will Become Soldiers For Once So That Neither They Nor Anyone Else Will Ever Have To Be A Soldier Again.

Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca, En Julio Como En Enero, Para El Amigo Sincero Que Me Da Su Mano Franca. Y Para El Cruel Que Me Arranca El Corazon Con Que Vivo, Cardo Ni Oruga Cultivo Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca. I Have A White Rose To Tend In July As In January; I Give It To The True Friend Who Offers His Frank Hand To Me. And To The Cruel One Whose Blows Break The Heart By Which I Live, Thistle Nor Thorn Do I Give: For Him, Too, I Have A White Rose.

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.

Happiness Exists On Earth, And It Is Won Through Prudent Exercise Of Reason, Knowledge Of The Harmony Of The Universe, And Constant Practice Of Generosity.

Men Have No Special Right Because They Belong To One Race Or Another: The Word Man Defines All Rights.