All Wars Are Sacred To

The Old Guard Dies But It Never Surrenders.

If I Said I Was Madly In Love With You, I'd Be Lying And What's More, You'd Know It.

What Most People Don't Seem To Realize Is That There Is Just As Much Money To Be Made Out Of The Wreckage Of A Civilization As From The Upbuilding Of One.

Somewhere, On The Long Road That Wound Through Those Four Years, The Girl With Her Sachet & Dancing Slippers Had Slipped Away & There Was Left A Woman With Sharp Green Eyes, Who Counted Pennies & Turned Her Hands To Many Menial Tasks, A Woman To Whom Nothing Was Left From The Wreckage Except The Indestructible Red Earth On Which She Stood.

I'm Riding You With A Slack Rein, My Pet, But Don't Forget That I'm Riding With Curb And Spurs Just The Same.