The Youth Is The Hope Of Our

Hold High The Brow Serene, O Youth, Where Now You Stand; Let The Bright Sheen Of Your Grace Be Seen, Fair Hope Of My Fatherland!

Death Has Always Been The First Sign Of European Civilization When Introduced In The Pacific.

To Live Is To Be Among Men, And To Be Among Men Is To Struggle, A Struggle Not Only With Them But With Oneself; With Their Passions, But Also With One's Own.

I Go Where There Are No Slaves, Hangmen Or Oppressors; Where Faith Does Not Kill; Where The One Who Reigns Is God.

No One Blames A Pilot Who Takes Refuge In Port When The Storm Begins To Blow. It Is Not Cowardice To Duck Under A Bullet; What Is Wrong Is To Defy It Only To Fall And Never Rise Again.