That Is A Long Word:

The Statue Of Freedom Has Not Been Cast Yet, The Furnace Is Hot, We Can All Still Burn Our Fingers.

The Revolution Must End And The Republic Must Begin. In Our Constitution, Right Must Take The Place Of Duty, Welfare That Of Virtue, And Self-defense That Of Punishment. Everyone Must Be Able To Prevail And To Live According To One's Own Nature.

The Strides Of Humanity Are Slow, They Can Only Be Counted In Centuries.

Peace To The Shacks! War On The Palaces!

And For Tired Eyes Every Light Is Too Bright, And For Tired Lips Every Breath Too Heavy, And For Tired Ears Every Word Too Much.