Nine-tenths Of Tactics Are Certain, And Taught

The Greatest Commander Is He Whose Intuitions Most Nearly Happen.

Men Have Looked Upon The Desert As Barren Land, The Free Holding Of Whoever Chose; But In Fact Each Hill And Valley In It Had A Man Who Was Its Acknowledged Owner And Would Quickly Assert The Right Of His Family Or Clan To It, Against Aggression.

To Make War Upon Rebellion Is Messy And Slow, Like Eating Soup With A Knife.

I Loved You, So I Drew These Tides Of Men Into My Hands/and Wrote My Will Across The Sky In Stars

We Lived Always In The Stretch Or Sag Of Nerves, Either On The Crest Or In The Trough Of Waves Of Feeling.