What We Live By We Die By.

No Tears In The Writer, No Tears In The Reader. No Surprise In The Writer, No Surprise In The Reader.

Americans Are Like A Rich Father Who Wishes He Knew How To Give His Son The Hardships That Made Him Rich.

A Bird Half Wakened In The Lunar Noon Sang Halfway Through Its Little Inborn Tune.

They Would Not Find Me Changed From Him They Knew - Only More Sure Of All I Thought Was True.

Our Lives Laid Down In War And Peace May Not Be Found Acceptable In Heaven's Sight. And That They May Be Is The Only Prayer Worth Praying. May My Sacrifice Be Found Acceptable In Heaven's Sight.