The Glory Of Saving A Country Is

But Because Their Ancestors Were Men Of Righteousness, Shall We Consent To The Abuses Of Their Degenerate Descendants? Because They Did Us A Great Good, Would We Be Guilty If We Prevented Them From Doing Us Evil?

One Only Dies Once, And If One Does Not Die Well, A Good Opportunity Is Lost And Will Not Present Itself Again.

Oh How Beautiful To Fall To Give You Flight, To Die To Give You Life, To Rest Under Your Sky; And In Your Enchanted Land Forever Sleep.

What Is Death To Me? I Have Sown The Seeds Others Will Reap.

Man Is Multiplied By The Number Of Languages He Possesses And Speaks.