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On Personal Honour

Created: Tuesday, June 20th, 2006
23:19:01 CDT
Last modified: Tuesday, June 20th, 2006
23:20:14 CDT
All I can say is, Wow :O
I've been asked what I mean by word of honor. I will tell you. Place me behind prison walls — walls of stone ever so high, ever so thick, reaching ever so far into the ground — there is a possibility that in some way or another I may escape; but stand me on the floor and draw a chalk line around me and have me give my word of honor never to cross it. Can I get out of the circle? No. Never! I'd die first! —Karl G. Maeser (founder of Brigham Young University)