Let Him Who Loves His

Let Him Who Loves His Country In His Heart, And Not His Lips Only, Follow Me.

Men, I'm Getting Out Of Rome. Anyone Who Wants To Carry On The War Against The Outsiders, Come With Me. I Can Offer You Neither Honours Nor Wages; I Offer You Hunger, Thirst, Forced Marches, Battles And Death. Anyone Who Loves His Country, Follow Me

I Insist That Men Shall Have The Right To Work Out Their Lives In Their Own Way, Always Allowing To Others The Right To Work Out Their Lives In Their Own Way, Too.

Bacchus Has Drowned More Men Than Neptune.

Posterity Will Call You The Great Emancipator, A More Enviable Title Than Any Crown Could Be, And Greater Than Any Merely Mundane Treasure.