If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, If we must die, O let us nobly die.

If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, If we must die, O let us nobly die.

It's when you are down that you learn about your faults.

Nations, like plants and human beings, grow. And if the development is thwarted they are dwarfed and overshadowed.

I know the dark delight of being strange, The penalty of difference in the crowd, The loneliness of wisdom among fools.

Idealism is like a castle in the air if it is not based on a solid foundation of social and political realism.

If we must die, O let us nobly die.