I Would Rather Die On My Feet

Good And Bad May Not Be Dissevered; There Is, As There Should Be, A Commingling.

Pay Special Attention To Their Agony So I Might Take Some Pleasure.

It Is Better That We Live Ever So Miserably Than Die In Glory.

Men Hate The Haughty Of Heart Who Will Not Be The Friend Of Every Man.

Authority Is Never Without Hate.