I Am The Fellow Citizen

There Is A Name Hidden In The Shadow Of My Soul, Where I Read It Night And Day And No Other Eye Sees It.

The People Will Not Allow Themselves To Be Changed Into Hogs By The Circes Of Atheism. Their Souls Will Flash Indignation Against Their Transformers. A Day Will Come When They Will See That They Are Impoverished Under The Pretext Of Being Enriched; That, When They Are Robbed Of Their Souls And Of God, Both Their Titles To Liberty Are Stolen From Them.

If Greatness Of Purpose, Smallness Of Means, And Astonishing Results Are The Three Criteria Of A Human Genius, Who Could Dare Compare Any Great Man In History With Muhammad? The Most Famous Men Created Arms, Laws, And Empires Only. They Founded, If Anything At All, No More Than Material Powers Which Often Crumbled Away Before Their Eyes. This Man Moved Not Only Armies, Legislations, Empires, Peoples, Dynasties, But Millions Of Men In One-third Of The Then Inhabited World; And More Than That, He Moved The Altars, The Gods, The Religions, The Ideas, The Beliefs And The Souls.

To Love For The Sake Of Being Loved Is Human, But To Love For The Sake Of Loving Is Angelic.

Providence Conceals Itself In The Details Of Human Affairs, But Becomes Unveiled In The Generalities Of History.