Plenty And Peace Breed Cowards;

That Which I Would Discover The Law Of Friendship Bids Me To Conceal.

The Will Is Deaf And Hears No Heedful Friends.

Give Them Great Meals Of Beef And Iron And Steel, They Will Eat Like Wolves And Fight Like Devils.

Are There No Stones In Heaven But What Serves For Thunder?

My Life, My Joy, My Food, My Ail The World!