I know that when the world surrenders, pallid, to repose, the murmur of a tranquil stream through the deep silence flows.

No fruit on earth can rival the cemetery's crop

Peoples are made of hate and of love, and more of hate than love.

Only those who spread treachery, fire, and death out of hatred for the prosperity of others are undeserving of pity.

If I survive, I will spend my whole life at the oven door seeing that no one is denied bread and, so as to give a lesson of charity, especially those who did not bring flour.

The vote is a trust more delicate than any other, for it involves not just the interests of the voter, but his life, honor and future as well.

To change masters is not to be free.