Accurst Be He That First Invented War.

Why This Is Hell, Nor Am I Out Of It: Thinkst Thou That I Who Saw The Face Of God, And Tasted The Eternal Joys Of Heaven, Am Not Tormented With Ten Thousand Hells In Being Deprived Of Everlasting Bliss! . . . When All The World Dissolves, And Every Creature Shall Be Purified, All Places Shall Be Hell That Are Not Heaven.

What Feeds Me Destroys Me.

What Are Kings, When Regiment Is Gone, But Perfect Shadows In A Sunshine Day?

It Lies Not In Our Power To Love Or Hate, For Will In Us Is Overruled By Fate.

All Live To Die, And Rise To Fall.