No Fruit On Earth Can Rival The

My Poems Are Like A Dagger Sprouting Flowers From The Hilt; My Poetry Is Like A Fountain Sprinkling Streams Of Coral Water.

It Is My Duty To Prevent, Through The Independence Of Cuba, The U.s.a. From Spreading Over The West Indies And Falling With Addedweight Upon Other Lands Of Our America. All I Have Done Up To Now And Shall Do Hereafter Is To That End.... I Know The Monster, Because I Have Lived In Its Lair--and My Weapon Is Only The Slingshot Of David.

Nature Has Placed The Need To See Justice Done In Some Souls, And The Need To Flout And Affront It In Others.

I Know That When The World Surrenders, Pallid, To Repose, The Murmur Of A Tranquil Stream Through The Deep Silence Flows.

Everything That Divides Men, Everything That Separates Or Herds Men Together In Categories, Is A Sin Against Humanity.