I am mortal. I want the nation to get used to freedom before I die.

I am pleased, with a feeling of good fortune, to be from Selanik. If you want to know the truth better, I feel that my chest is overflowing with a feeling of pride.

I was born as a soldier and will die as one.

Would not obeying to my mother's warnings, who is at least 25 years older than me, be returning to the past? And rebelling against her would mean ruining my mother's, who, I am convinced that, is a virtuous high woman, heart and evaluations. I do not find this right, either.

I do not want history to record me as someone who has bequeathed to his nation the institution of despotism.

Unless a nation's life faces peril, war is murder.