It Is A Hell Of A Thing

Religion Is Like An Ice Cold Whiskey On A Hot Day.

There Isnt Always An Explanation For Everything.

I Never Had To Choose A Subject - My Subject Rather Chose Me.

It's A Town You Come To For A Short Time.

They Wrote In The Old Days That It Is Sweet And Fitting To Die For One's Country. But In Modern War, There Is Nothing Sweet Nor Fitting In Your Dying. You Will Die Like A Dog For No Good Reason.