In This Mortal Life, Nothing Is Blessed

I Am Going To Seek A Great Purpose, Draw The Curtain, The Farce Is Played.

According To True Military Art, One Should Never Push One's Enemy To The Point Of Despair, Because Such A State Multiplies His Strength And Increases His Courage Which Had Already Been Crushed And Failing, And Because There Is No Better Remedy For The Health Of Beaten And Overwhelmed Men Than The Absence Of All Hope.

Debts And Lies Are Generally Mixed Together. [fr., Debtes Et Mensonges Sont Ordinairement Ensemble Rallies.]

Do You Know What Agelisas Said, When He Was Asked Why The Great City Of Lacedomonie Was Not Girded With Walls? Because, Pointing Out The Inhabitants And Citizens Of The City, So Expert In Military Discipline And So Strong And Well Armed: "here," He Said, "are The Walls Of The City," Meaning That There Is No Wall But Of Bones, And That Towns And Cities Can Have No More Secure Nor Stronger Wall Than The Virtue Of Their Citizens And Inhabitants.

The Deed Will Be Accomplished With The Least Amount Of Bloodshed Possible, And, If Possible ..., We'll Save All The Souls And Send Them Happily Off To Their Abode.