At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire imprinted on her lips, a kiss more burning than the red-hot iron of the executioner.

You have enemies? Why, it is the story of every man who has done a great deed or created a new idea.

If nobody loved, the sun would go out.

Spira, spera. (breathe, hope)

Brothers, he who dies here dies in the radiance of the future, and we are entering a tomb all flooded with the dawn.

The world of sleep has an existence of its own.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.