It Isn't How You Die. It's What

Having An Exciting Destination Is Like Setting A Needle In Your Compass. From Then On, The Compass Knows Only One Point - Its Ideal. And It Will Faithfully Guide You There Through The Darkest Nights And Fiercest Storms

In Such A Diversity It Was Impossible I Should Be Disposed To Melancholy.

On The Fourth Day Of July Following, A Party Of About Two Hundred Indians Attacked Boonsborough, Killed One Man, And Wounded Two.

I Wouldn't Give A Tinker's Damn For A Man Who Isn't Sometimes Afraid. Fear's The Spice That Makes It Interesting To Go Ahead.

It Isn't How You Die. It's What You Live For.