I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones. >>
Nothing can happen more beautiful than death. >>
Have you learned the lessons only of those who admired you, and were t >>
To be a poor man is hard, but to be a poor race in a land of dollars i >>
A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than b >>
What a devil art thou, Poverty! How many desires -- how many aspiratio >>
What a devil art thou, Poverty! How many desires -- how many aspirations after goodness and truth -- how many noble thoughts, loving wishes toward our fellows, beautiful imaginings thou hast crushed under thy heel, without remorse or pause!