All Beauty Is Sad. [...] For It

They Dont Understand What Real Treasure Is. They See It In Gold And Copper, And Tin. They See In Herds Of Horses Or Cattle. They Gather Treasures To Themselves, Building Great Storehouses, Which They Guard Ferociously. Then They Die. What Good Is It Then?

Why Must I Have The Piglet?' 'because You Are The Best.' 'i Do Not Understand.' 'teach Him.' 'and Who Teaches Me?' ' As An Officer, My Lord, You Will Have Many Men Under Your Command And Not All Will Be Gifted. You Must Learn To Use Each Man To His Best Advantage.

A Warrior...must Believe In His Strength Of Will, Of Purpose, Of Heart And Soul.

The Purpose Of Debates Is To Explore Issues, Not End Them.

You May Think Life Is Sweet Now, But When Death Is A Heartbeat Away Then Life Becomes Unbearably Desirable. And When You Survive, Everything You Do Will Be Enhanced And Filled With Greater Joy: The Sunlight, The Breeze, A Good Wine, A Woman's Lips, A Child's Laughter.