What Is Death To Me? I Have

No Good Water Comes From A Muddy Spring. No Sweet Fruit Comes From A Bitter Seed.

Who Does Not Love His Own Tongue Is Far Worse Than A Brute Or Stinking Fish.

Virtue Lies In The Middle Ground.

Man Works For An Object. Remove That Object And You Reduce Him Into Inaction.

I Die Without Seeing Dawn's Light Shining On My Country... You, Who Will See It, Welcome It For Me...don't Forget Those Who Fell During The Nighttime.