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Dying People Don't Need Medicine, The Ones Who Remain Do.

One Only Dies Once, And If One Does Not Die Well, A Good Opportunity Is Lost And Will Not Present Itself Again.

I Believe In Revelation, But Not In Revelation Which Each Religion Claims To Possess, But In The Living Revelation Which Surrounds Us On Every Side - Mighty, Eternal, Unceasing, Incorruptible, Clear, Distinct, Universal As Is The Being From Whom It Proceeds, In That Revelation Which Speaks To Us And Penetrates Us From The Moment We Are Born Until We Die.

A God Who Chastises Our Lack Of Faith, Our Vices, The Little Esteem In Which We Hold Dignity And The Civic Virtues. We Tolerate Vice, We Make Ourselves Its Accomplices, At Times We Applaud It, And It Is Just, Very Just That We Suffer The Consequences, That Our Children Suffer Them. It Is The God Of Liberty ... Who Obliges Us To Love It, By Making The Yoke Heavy For Us - A God Of Mercy, Of Equity, Who While He Chastises Us Betters Us And Only Grants Prosperity To Him Who Has Merited It Through His Efforts. The School Of Suffering Tempers, The Arena Of Combat Strengthens The Soul.

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.