None Of Us Can Choose

I May Be Stupid, As You Say, To Believe In Honour And Friendship And Loyalty Without Price. But These Are Virtues To Be Cherished, For Without Them We Are No More Than Beasts Roaming The Land.

Why Must I Have The Piglet?' 'because You Are The Best.' 'i Do Not Understand.' 'teach Him.' 'and Who Teaches Me?' ' As An Officer, My Lord, You Will Have Many Men Under Your Command And Not All Will Be Gifted. You Must Learn To Use Each Man To His Best Advantage.

Most Of The Heroes We Remember We Remember Only Because They Won. To Win You Must Be Ruthless. Single-minded ... Which Was Why He Had No Friends Just Admirers.

There's No Shame In Fear. But Understand This - The Coward Is Ruled By Fear, While The Hero Rides It Like A Wild Stallion.

True. The One Certainty About Riding, Braygan, Is That - At Some Time - You Will Fall Off. It Is A Fact. Another Fact You Might Like To Consider, In Your Life Of Perpetual Terror, Is That You Will Die. We Are All Going To Die, Some Of Us Young, Some Of Us Old, Some Of Us In Our Sleep, Some Of Us Screaming In Agony. We Cannot Stop It, We Can Only Delay It.