A Language Is An Exact Reflection Of

It Was The Cowards Who Died Many Times Before Their Death.

I Cannot Imagine Anything Nobler Or More National Than That For, Say, One Hour In The Day We Should All Do The Labor The Poor Must Do, And Thus Identify Ourselves With Them And Through Them, With All Mankind.

This Mad Rush For Wealth Must Cease And The Labourer Must Be Assured Not Only Of A Living Wage But, Also A Daily Task That Is Not Mere Drudgery.

Modern Civilization Has Taught Us To Convert Night Into Day And Golden Silence Into Brazen Din And Noise.

Naked Violence Repels Like The Naked Skeleton Shorn Of Flesh, Blood And The Velvety Skin.