Our Wine Is Bitter, But

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

My Poems Are Like A Dagger Sprouting Flowers From The Hilt; My Poetry Is Like A Fountain Sprinkling Streams Of Coral Water.

Nature Has Placed The Need To See Justice Done In Some Souls, And The Need To Flout And Affront It In Others.

No Fruit On Earth Can Rival The Cemetery's Crop

Fortunately, There Is A Sane Equilibrium In The Character Of Nations, As There Is In That Of Men.