Friar! What a strange name. I don't remember having created such a thing!
Law has no skin, reason has no nostrils.
There can be no tyrants where there are no slaves.
I die without seeing dawn's light shining on my country... You, who will see it, welcome it for me...don't forget those who fell during the nighttime.
The appetite is sharpened by the first bites.
I go where there are no slaves, hangmen or oppressors; where faith does not kill; where the one who reigns is God.