I Am Very Fond Of Sunsets. Come,

True Happiness Comes From The Joy Of Deeds Well Done, The Zest Of Creating Things New.

It Is Such A Secret Place, The Land Of Tears.

To Become A Man Is To Be Responsible; To Be Ashamed Of Miseries That You Did Not Cause.

I Believe That For His Escape He Took Advantage Of The Migration Of A Flock Of Wild Birds.

The Injustice Of Defeat Lies In The Fact That Its Most Innocent Victims Are Made To Look Like Heartless Accomplices. It Is Impossible To See Behind Defeat, The Sacrifices, The Austere Performance Of Duty, The Self-discipline And The Vigilance That Are There - Those Things The God Of Battle Does Not Take Account Of.