It Is Not Strength, But Art, Obtains

Lay Ye Down The Golden Chain From Heaven, And Pull At Its Inferior Links Both Goddesses And Gods.

A Glorious Death Is His, Who For His Country Falls.

I Detest The Man Who Hides On Thing In The Depths Of His Heart And Speaks Forth Another.

A Man's Life Breath Cannot Come Back Again-- No Raiders In Force, No Trading Brings It Back, Once It Slips Through A Man's Clenched Teeth.

A Woman Is A Lot Like A Refrigerator. Six Feet Tall, 300 Pounds...it Makes Ice.