If You Don't Feel It,

The Destiny Of Any Nation At Any Given Time Depends On The Opinion Of Its Young People, Those Under Twenty-five.

Where Is The Man Who Has The Strength To Be True, And To Show Himself As He Is?

One Is Never Satisfied With The Portrait Of A Person That One Knows.

Would You Require A Wretched Being, Whose Life Is Slowly Wasting Under A Lingering Disease, To Despatch Himself At Once By The Stroke Of A Dagger? Does Not The Very Disorder Which Consumes His Strength Deprive Him Of The Courage To Effect His Deliverance?

One Needs Only To Get Old To Become Milder; I Don't See Anyone Make A Mistake I Hadn't Also Made.