Get thee glass eyes, and like a scurvy politician, seem to see the thi >>
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her. >>
As he was valiant, I honor him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him. >>
Men are at war with each other because each man is at war with himself >>
War is a game that is played with a smile. If you can't smile, grin. I >>
The inevitableness, the idealism, and the blessing of war, as an indis >>
Cry havoc! and let loose the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.