No Matter How Impossible This War, I

Our Souls Are But Leaves In A Storm, And Only The Gods Know Where We Will Come To Rest.

A Man Should Be Free To Do What He Wants To Do, As Long As It Doesn't Hurt Others.

War. What Was It About The Prospect Of Some Bloody Enterprises That Reduced Men To The Level Of Animals?

A Man Cannot Spend His Life Worrying About The Unexpected.

True. The One Certainty About Riding, Braygan, Is That - At Some Time - You Will Fall Off. It Is A Fact. Another Fact You Might Like To Consider, In Your Life Of Perpetual Terror, Is That You Will Die. We Are All Going To Die, Some Of Us Young, Some Of Us Old, Some Of Us In Our Sleep, Some Of Us Screaming In Agony. We Cannot Stop It, We Can Only Delay It.