Oh How Beautiful To Fall

I Want To Show To Those Who Deprive People The Right To Love Of Country, That When We Know How To Sacrifice Ourselves For Our Duties And Convictions, Death Does Not Matter If One Dies For Those One Loves – For His Country And For Others Dear To Him.

The Tyranny Of Some Is Possible Only Through The Cowardice Of Others.

To The Questioning Glance Of Love, As It Flashes Out And Then Conceals Itself, Speech Has No Reply; The Smile, The Kiss, The Sigh Answer.

What Is Death To Me? I Have Sown The Seeds Others Will Reap.

It Is A Useless Life That Is Not Consecrated To A Great Ideal. It Is Like A Stone Wasted On The Field Without Becoming A Part Of Any Edifice.