The World Laughs At Another Man's Pain.

She Was White, Perhaps Too White. Her Eyes, Which Were Almost Always Cast Down, When She Raised Them Testified To The Purest Of Souls, And When She Smiled, Revealing Her Small, White Teeth, One Might Be Tempted To Say That A Rose Is Merely A Plant, And Ivory Just An Elephant's Tusk.

On This Battlefield Man Has No Better Weapon Than His Intelligence, No Other Force But His Heart.

Cowardice Rightly Understood Begins With Selfishness And Ends With Shame.

Our Liberty Will Not Be Secured At The Sword's Point... We Must Secure It By Making Ourselves Worthy Of It. And When The People Reaches That Height, God Will Provide A Weapon, The Idols Will Be Shattered, Tyranny Will Crumble Like A House Of Cards, And Liberty Will Shine Out Like The First Dawn.

To The Questioning Glance Of Love, As It Flashes Out And Then Conceals Itself, Speech Has No Reply; The Smile, The Kiss, The Sigh Answer.