They Who Are Sad Find Somehow Sweetness

Authority Is Never Without Hate.

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.

The Unrighteous Are Never Really Fortunate.

A Slave Is He Who Cannot Speak His Thoughts.

There Is Just One Life For Each Of Us: Our Own.