Who has no own conviction dissipates himself in the imitation of others.
Nothing that is really good and God-like dies.
Freedom is where you can live, as pleases a brave heart; where you can live according to the customs and laws of your Fathers; where you are made happy by that which made your most distant ancestors happy.
Who has never exploded in a fury does not know love either.
Tears are the messengers of true love.
The brave man, indeed, calls himself lord of the land, through his iron, through his blood.