Karl G Maeser
Word of Honor
I will tell you: place me behind prison walls-walls of stone ever so high. Ever so thick, reaching-there is a possibility that in some way or another might be able to escape: but stand me on the floor and draw chalk line around me and have me give my word of honor never to cross it. can I get out of that circle? No, never I"d die first".
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