Do Not Complain Of Life's Unfairness. It

One Hundred Only, Lord Earl. But Judge Us Not By Our Number. Rather, Watch The Numbers Of Dead We Leave Behind.

Fear Is An Aid To The Warrior. It Is A Small Fire Burning. It Heats The Muscles, Making Us Stronger. Panic Comes When The Fire Is Out Of Control, Consuming All Courage And Pride.

Hate Is The Father Of All Evil.

Makes No Sense To Me,' Said Huntsekker. 'you Don't Know Who Is At Your Door, But You Know The Thoughts Of A Man Twenty Miles Away.' 'life Is A Mystery,' Said Powdermill, With A Gold-toothed Grin. 'it Is That, Right Enough,' Agreed Huntsekker.

Bow To Nothing, Son. I Make Mistakes As Well As Any Man. If You Think Me Wrong, Be So Good As To Damn Well Say So.