Pride Grows In The Human Heart Like

Let Your Memory Be Your Travel Bag.

Blow The Dust Off The Clock. Your Watches Are Behind The Times. Throw Open The Heavy Curtains Which Are So Dear To You - You Do Not Even Suspect That The Day Has Already Dawned Outside.

To Preserve His Life, Should A Man Pay Everything That Gives It Color, Scent And Excitement?

If You Ever Get Twenty-five Years For Nothing, If You Find Yourself Wearing Four Number Patches On Your Clothes, Holding Your Hands Permanently Behind Your Back, Submitting To Searches Morning And Evening, Working Until You Are Utterly Exhausted, Dragged Into The Cooler Whenever Someone Denounces You, Trodden Deeper And Deeper Into The Ground-from The Hole You're In, The Fine Words Of The Great Humanists Will Sound Like The Chatter Of The Well-fed And Free.

The Price Of Cowardice Will Only Be Evil. We Shall Reap Courage And Victory Only When We Dare To Make Sacrifices.