Love gives beauty to everything it touches.

I am willing to serve my country, but my worship I reserve for Right which is far greater than my country. To worship my country as a god is to bring a curse upon it.

Power takes as ingratitude the writhing of its victims

Oh, grant me my prayer, that I may never lose the touch of the one in the play of the many.

[The poets' role is that of] capturing on their instruments the secret stir of life in the air and giving it voice in the music of prophecy

Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.

The tyrant claims freedom to kill freedom, and yet keep it for himself.