In The Night Of Death, Hope Sees

Had He Been Willing To Live A Hypocrite, He Would Have Been Respectable, He At Least Could Have Died Surrounded By Other Hypocrites, And At His Death There Would Have Been An Imposing Funeral, With Miles Of Carriages, Filled With Hypocrites, And Above His Hypocritical Dust There Would Have Been A Hypocritical Monument Covered With Lies.

If We Admit That Some Infinite Being Has Controlled The Destinies Of Persons And Peoples, History Becomes A Most Cruel And Bloody Farce.

Courage Without Conscience Is A Wild Beast.

They Say: Belief Is Important. I Say: No, Actions Are Important. Judge By Deed, Not By Creed.

I Have One Sentiment For Soldiers Living And Dead: Cheers For The Living; Tears For The Dead.