There Is Nothing Impossible To Him Who

We Of Macedon For Generations Past Have Been Trained In The Hard School Of Danger And War

Sex And Sleep Alone Make Me Conscious That I Am Mortal.

At Achilles Tomb, O Fortunate Youth, To Have Found Homer As The Herald Of Your Glory!

Bury My Body And Don't Build Any Monument. Keep My Hands Out So The People Know The One Who Won The World Had Nothing In Hand When He Died.

God Must Have Loved Afghans Because He Made Them So Beautiful.