For Hostile Word Let Hostile Word Be

In War, Truth Is The First Casualty.

The High Strength Of Men Knows No Content With Limitation.

But Still The Block Of Vengeance Firm Doth Stand, And Fate, As Swordsmith, Hammers Blow On Blow.

Misfortune Wandering The Same Track Lights Now Upon One And Now Upon Another.

Neither A Life Of Anarchy Nor A Life Under A Despot Should You Praise. To All That Lies In The Middle Has A God Given Excellence.