All Men Have Talents. Some Build, Some

A Cynic By Experience, A Romantic By Inclination And Now A Hero By Necessity.

Come Back And Stand With Us, Lad. We Will All Go Down Together That's What Makes Us Who We Are.

Not One Of The Creatures Of Blood Can Escape Death. We All Face It, And Succumb To It. It Follows Us Like A Dark Shadow. Yet If We Live In Terror Of It, Then We Do Not Live At All. Yes We Are Born Alone, And Yes We Will Die Alone. But In Between, Tae, We Live. We Know Joy.

Do Not Complain Of Life's Unfairness. It Is Never Fair - At Best It Is Impartial.

True. The One Certainty About Riding, Braygan, Is That - At Some Time - You Will Fall Off. It Is A Fact. Another Fact You Might Like To Consider, In Your Life Of Perpetual Terror, Is That You Will Die. We Are All Going To Die, Some Of Us Young, Some Of Us Old, Some Of Us In Our Sleep, Some Of Us Screaming In Agony. We Cannot Stop It, We Can Only Delay It.