Wherever Flowers Cannot Be Reared, There Man

A Society Without Religion Is Like A Vessel Without Compass.

What Is The Future? What Is The Past? What Are We? What Is The Magic Fluid That Surrounds Us And Conceals The Things We Most Need To Know? We Live And Die In The Midst Of Marvels.

Conquest Has Made Me What I Am, Only Conquest Can Maintain Me.

One Can Lead A Nation Only By Helping It See A Bright Outlook. A Leader Is A Dealer In Hope.

The Strong Are Good, Only The Weak Are Wicked.