Men Are Like The Stars;

Rights Are To Be Taken, Not Requested; Seized, Not Begged For.

Every Human Being Has Within Him An Ideal Man, Just As Every Piece Of Marble Contains In A Rough State A Statue As Beautiful As The One That Praxiteles The Greek Made Of The God Apollo.

To Change Masters Is Not To Be Free.

A Child Who Does Not Think About What Happens Around Him And Is Content With Living Without Wondering Whether He Lives Honestly Is Like A Man Who Lives From A Scoundrel's Work And Is On The Road To Being A Scoundrel.

Let Those Who Desire A Secure Homeland Conquer It. Let Those Who Do Not Conquer It Live Under The Whip And In Exile, Watched Over Like Wild Animals, Cast From One Country To Another, Concealing The Death Of Their Souls With A Beggar's Smile From The Scorn Of Free Men.