What is death to me? I have sown the seeds others will reap.
Oh how beautiful to fall to give you flight, to die to give you life, to rest under your sky; and in your enchanted land forever sleep.
The appetite is sharpened by the first bites.
He who does not know how to look back at where he came from will never get to his destination.
The world laughs at another man's pain.
To foretell the destiny of a nation, it is necessary to open a book that tells of her past.