I Feel An Army In My Fist.

The Man Who Fears Nothing Is As Powerful As He Who Is Feared By Everybody.

Cling To Thy Native Land, For It Is The Land Of Thy Fathers?

Art Is The Right Hand Of Nature. The Latter Has Only Given Us Being, The Former Has Made Us Men.

Doch Zittre Vor Der Langsamen, Der Stillen Macht Der Zeit. Yet Tremble At The Slow, Silent Power Of Time.

It Is Difficult To Discriminate The Voice Of Truth From Amid The Clamor Raised By Heated Partisans.