If The Terriers And Bariffs Are Torn

I'm Not The Expert On How The Iraqi People Think, Because I Live In America, Where It's Nice And Safe And Secure.

What's All This Whining About The Environment? They're Always Talking About 'stop The Clearcuts.' I Mean Do The Math People. If We Were Out Of Trees Then We Wouldn't Have Any Clearcuts To Be Complaining About Now Would We?

There's A Lot That I Want To Accomplish.

Grief And Tragedy And Hatred Are Only For A Time. Goodness, Remembrance And Love Have No End, And The Lord Of Life Holds All Who Die And All Who Mourn.

Now, We Have Inscribed A New Memory Alongside Those Others. It's A Memory Of Tragedy And Shock, Of Loss And Mourning. But Not Only Of Loss And Mourning. It's Also A Memory Of Bravery And Self-sacrifice, And The Love That Lays Down Its Life For A Friend-even A Friend Whose Name It Never Knew.