Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.
Do you think you can be righteous and holy with impunity?
The day is not purer than the depths of my heart.
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.
And do you count for nothing God who fights for us?