There But For The Grace

Death And Sorrow Will Be The Companions Of Our Journey; Hardship Our Garment; Constancy And Valor Our Only Shield. We Must Be United, We Must Be Undaunted, We Must Be Inflexible.

... Painting A Picture Is Like Fighting A Battle; And Trying To Paint A Picture Is, I Suppose, Like Trying To Fight A Battle. It Is, If Anything, More Exciting Than Fighting It Successfully. But The Principle Is The Same.

Lots Of Folks Are Forced To Skimp To Support A Government That Won't.

There Are Men In The World Who Derive An Exaltation From The Proximity Of Disaster And Ruin, As Other From Success.

My Hope Is That The Generous Instincts Of Unity Will Not Depart From Us...[so That We] Become The Prey Of The Little Folk Who Exist In Every Country And Who Frolic Alongside The Juggernaut Car Of War To See What Fun Or Notoriety They Can Extract From The Proceedings.