I Don't See Why I Should Bow

She Was White, Perhaps Too White. Her Eyes, Which Were Almost Always Cast Down, When She Raised Them Testified To The Purest Of Souls, And When She Smiled, Revealing Her Small, White Teeth, One Might Be Tempted To Say That A Rose Is Merely A Plant, And Ivory Just An Elephant's Tusk.

God Has Made Man A Cosmopolite. He Created Seas For Ships To Glide On, The Wind To Push Them, And The Stars To Guide Them Even In Darkest Night.

Man Works For An Object. Remove That Object And You Reduce Him Into Inaction.

I Do Not Write For This Generation. I Am Writing For Other Ages. If This Could Read Me, They Would Burn My Books, The Work Of My Whole Life. On The Other Hand, The Generation Which Interprets These Writings Will Be An Educated Generation; They Will Understand Me And Say: Not All Were Asleep In The Nighttime Of Our Grandparents.

The Glory Of Saving A Country Is Not For Him Who Has Contributed To Its Ruin.