He Who Angers You Conquers You.

Memories Do Not Always Behave In An Orderly Way, But Bloom, As It Were, Erratically.

A Measure Of Victory Has Been Won, And Honors Have Been Bestowed In Token Thereof. But Honours Fade Or Are Forgotten, And Monuments Crumble Into Dust. It Is The Battle Itself That Matters - And The Battle Must Go On.

If Someone Angers You, They Control You.

He Who Angers You Conquers You.

Some Minds Remain Open Long Enough For The Truth Not Only To Enter But To Pass On Through By Way Of A Ready Exit Without Pausing Anywhere Along The Route.