During War We Imprison The Rights Of

Men Should Only Believe Half Of What Women Say. But Which Half?

Who Would Prefer Peace To The Glory Of Hunger And Thirst, Of Wading Through Mud, And Dying In The Service Of One's Country?

Since I Love You, My Loneliness Begins To Throw You.

The Innocent One Is He Who Does Not Explain, For Whom Life Is Both A Mystery And A Total Light, One Who Does Not Complain... For Innocence Admits Of Neither Regret Nor Dispute. The Innocent One Assumes All Responsibility.

Falsehood Is The Jockey Of Misfortune.