Heaven Cannot Brook Two Suns,

Bury My Body And Don't Build Any Monument. Keep My Hands Out So The People Know The One Who Won The World Had Nothing In Hand When He Died.

I Am Involved In The Land Of A Leonine And Brave People, Where Every Foot Of The Ground Is Like A Well Of Steel, Confronting My Soldier. You Have Brought Only One Son Into The World, But Everyone In This Land Can Be Called An Alexander.

In The End, When It's Over, All That Matters Is What You've Done.

God Must Have Loved Afghans Because He Made Them So Beautiful.

Through Every Generation Of The Human Race There Has Been A Constant War, A War With Fear. Those Who Have The Courage To Conquer It Are Made Free And Those Who Are Conquered By It Are Made To Suffer Until They Have The Courage To Defeat It, Or Death Takes Them.