This World Has Few Redeeming

They Dont Understand What Real Treasure Is. They See It In Gold And Copper, And Tin. They See In Herds Of Horses Or Cattle. They Gather Treasures To Themselves, Building Great Storehouses, Which They Guard Ferociously. Then They Die. What Good Is It Then?

A Man Cannot Spend His Life Worrying About The Unexpected.

No One Can Take Away The Freedom Of A Man's Soul.

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.

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.