To The Questioning Glance Of Love, As

What Is Death To Me? I Have Sown The Seeds Others Will Reap.

Law Has No Skin, Reason Has No Nostrils.

To Be Happy Does Not Mean To Indulge In Foolishness!

I Don't See Why I Should Bow My Head When I Could Hold It High, Or Place It In The Hands Of My Enemies When I Can Defeat Them.

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.