For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Learning is not attained by chance, it must be sought for with ardor and diligence.
After the desperate years of their own war, after six years of repression inside Spain and six years of horror in exile, these people remain intact in spirit. They are armed with a transcendent faith; they have never won, and yet they have never accepted defeat.

