The greatest sacrifice a man can make is the image of his soul.

Time alone can nourish or erode our emotions.

What is there in this big wide world for a man to talk about with certainty besides his homeland, home and family?

Our love for our country is worth nothing if it deprives us of our sense of humanity, if it destroys positive consensus.

...History is the key to the unity of a people. Its nostalgia pulls them together. Its gloom separates them further. Its successes make them stronger.

Hope is soothing, but it can become deceptive if we cling to it as the last resort against reality,

…what else do we have to ensure our sanity except our love for something beyond ourselves―our love for our families, our love for our fatherland?

The good shall prevail in the end, the truth shall be the rule and the Cameroonian soul shall be free,” Hans said in an emotion-choked voice, “However, we should never lose our heads; we should always be prepared to forgive all the repentant souls.

True heroes don't fall. They only encounter temporary setbacks as they forge ahead towards progress.