No fruit on earth can rival the cemetery's crop
We light the oven so that everyone may bake bread in it.
The wretch who lives without freedom feels like dressing in the mud from the streets Those who have you, o Liberty, do not know. you. Those who do not have you should not speak of you, but win you.
Man needs to go outside himself in order to find repose and reveal himself.
Amor cuerdo, no es amor. (Sane love, is not love)
A genuine man goes to the roots. To be a radical is no more than that: to go to the roots.