One Must Be Something, In Order To

If Society Gives Up The Right To Impose The Death Penalty, Then Self-help Will Appear Again And Personal Vendettas Will Be Around The Corner.

Sing It Not In Mournful Numbers.

One Alone Does Not Help, But Rather He Who Unites With Many At The Right Moment.

Even Dirt Glitters When The Sun Is Shining Upon It

Stood I, O Nature! Man Alone In Thee, Then Were It Worth One's While A Man To Be.