"I fell in love
with my country when I was a prisoner in someone else’s. I loved it
not just for the many comforts of life here. I loved it for its decency;
for its faith in the wisdom, justice and goodness of its people. I loved
it because it was not just a place, but an idea, a cause worth fighting
for. I was never the same again. I wasn’t my own man anymore. I was
my country’s."