We Possess Only The Happiness We Able

The Manner In Which The Hours Of Freedom Are Spent Determines, No Less Than Labor And War, The Moral Worth Of A Nation.

And On This Earth Of Ours There Are But Few Souls That Can Withstand The Dominion Of The Soul That Has Suffered Itself To Become Beautiful.

We Are Never The Same With Others As When We Are Alone. We Are Different, Even When We Are In The Dark With Them.

At Every Crossroads On The Path That Leads To The Future, Tradition Has Placed 10,000 Men To Guard The Past.

Sacrifice May Be A Flower That Virtue Will Pluck On Its Road, But It Was Not To Gather This Flower That Virtue Set Forth On Its Travels.