I Have No Interest At

The Charity That Is A Trifle To Us Can Be Precious To Others.

The Journey Is Its Own Reward.

We Got A Little Rule Back Home: If It's Brown, Drink It Down. If It's Black, Send It Back.

Oall The Creatures That Creep And Breathe On Earth, There Is None More Wretched Than Man.

You, Why Are You So Afraid Of War And Slaughter? Even If All The Rest Of Us Drop And Die Around You, Grappling For The Ships, You’d Run No Risk Of Death: You Lack The Heart To Last It Out In Combat—coward!