And alone and without his nest shall the Eagle fly across the sun.
Your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
Lovers embrace that which is between them rather than each other.
He who does not prefer exile to slavery is not free by any measure of freedom, truth and duty.
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care, nor your nights without a want and a grief, but rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.