Our Wine Is Bitter, But It Is

Only Those Who Spread Treachery, Fire, And Death Out Of Hatred For The Prosperity Of Others Are Undeserving Of Pity.

All Is Beautiful And Unceasing, All Is Music And Reason, And All, Like Diamond, Is Carbon First, Then Light.

Man Has To Suffer. When He Has No Real Afflictions, He Invents Some.

If I Survive, I Will Spend My Whole Life At The Oven Door Seeing That No One Is Denied Bread And, So As To Give A Lesson Of Charity, Especially Those Who Did Not Bring Flour.

It Is Terrible To Speak Of You, Liberty, For One Who Lives Without You.