We Battle On In Words, As Always,

The Lot Of Man-to Suffer And Die.

Achilles Glared At Him And Answered, "fool, Prate Not To Me About Covenants. There Can Be No Covenants Between Men And Lions, Wolves And Lambs Can Never Be Of One Mind, But Hate Each Other Out And Out An Through. Therefore There Can Be No Understanding Between You And Me, Nor May There Be Any Covenants Between Us, Till One Or Other Shall Fall

The Difficulty Is Not So Great To Die For A Friend, As To Find A Friend Worth Dying For.

Earth Sounds My Wisdom, And High Heaven My Fame.

The Melancholy Joys Of Evils Pass'd, For He Who Much Has Suffer'd, Much Will Know.