Life without Liberty is like a body without spirit. Liberty without thought is like a disturbed spirit.

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

Strange, the desire for certain pleasures is a part of my pain.

A traveller I am, and a navigator, and everyday I discover a new region within my soul.

The tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of snobs and the guffaws of scoffers.

Safeguarding the rights of others is the most noble and beautiful end of a human being.

We are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.