Yo quiero salir del mundo por la puerta natural: en un carro de hojas verdes a morir me han de llevar. No me pongan en lo oscuro a morir como un trai… - José Martí

I wish to leave the world By its natural door; In my tomb of green leaves They are to carry me to die. Do not put me in the dark To die like a traitor; I am good, and like a good thing I will die with my face to the sun.

Happiness exists on earth, and it is won through prudent exercise of reason, knowledge of the harmony of the universe, and constant practice of generosity.

Es como la elegancia, mi María, que está en el buen gusto, y no en el costo. La elegancia del vestido,-la grande y verdadera,-está en la altivez y fortaleza del alma. Un alma honrada, inteligente y libre, da al cuerpo más elegancia, y más poderío a la mujer, que las modas más ricas de las tiendas. Mucha tienda, poca alma. Quien tiene mucho adentro, necesita poco afuera. Quien lleva mucho afuera, tiene poco adentro, y quiere disimular lo poco. Quien siente su belleza, la belleza interior, no busca afuera belleza prestada: se sabe hermosa, y la belleza hecha echa luz.

America began to suffer, and still suffers, from the tiresome task of reconciling the hostile and discordant elements it inherited from the despotic and perverse colonizer, and the imported methods and ideas which have been retarding logical government because they are lacking in local realities. Thrown out of gear for three centuries by a power which denied men the right to use their reason, the continent disregarded or closed its ears to the unlettered throngs that helped bring it to redemption, and embarked on a government based on reason-a reason belonging to all for the common good, not the university brand of reason over the peasant brand. The problem of independence did not lie in a change of forms but in change of spirit.