Beauty Shall Rise With The Dawn From

In Truth You Owe Naught To Any Man. You Owe To All Men.

It Is Not A Garment I Cast Off This Day, But A Skin That I Tear With My Own Hands.

You Have Your Ideology And I Have Mine.

Your Saying 'i Do Not Understand You' Is Praise Beyond My Worth, And An Insult You Do Not Deserve.

In Friendship Let There Be Laughter And Sharing Of Pleasures.