I Am Dying With The

May God Keep You Away From The Venom Of The Cobra, The Teeth Of The Tiger, And The Revenge Of The Afghans.

A Tomb Now Suffices Him For Whom The Whole World Was Not Sufficient.

Without Knowledge, Skill Cannot Be Focused. Without Skill, Strength Cannot Be Brought To Bear And Without Strength, Knowledge May Not Be Applied.

Are You Still To Learn That The End And Perfection Of Our Victories Is To Avoid The Vices And Infirmities Of Those Whom We Subdue?

I Send You A Kaffis Of Mustard Seed, That You May Taste And Acknowledge The Bitterness Of My Victory.