Friar! What A Strange Name. I Don't

Friar! What A Strange Name. I Don't Remember Having Created Such A Thing!

For Myself I Think That One Wrong Does Not Right The Other, And Forgiveness Cannot Be Won With Useless Tears Or Alms To The Church.

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.

The Appetite Is Sharpened By The First Bites.

Let Us Not Ask For Miracles, Let Us Not Ask For Concern With What Is Good For The Country Of Him Who Comes As A Stranger To Make His Fortune And Leave Afterwards.