Strange Customs Do Not Thrive

A Beautiful Soul Has No Other Merit Than Its Own Existence.

He Cannot Complain Of A Hard Sentence, Who Is Made Master Of His Own Fate.

Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom.

Only The Soldier Is A Free Man, Because He Can Look Death In The Face.

Time Is A Blooming Field: Nature Is Ever Teeming With Life: And All Is Seed, And All Is Fruit.