The Tired Parts Of The

To Build May Have To Be The Slow And Laborious Task Of Years. To Destroy Can Be The Thoughtless Act Of A Single Day.

Your Greatest Fears Are Created By Your Imagination. Don't Give In To Them.

The Lights Of Saxon England Were Going Out, And In The Gathering Darkness A Gentle, Grey-beard Prophet Foretold The End. When On His Death-bed Edward Spoke Of A Time Of Evil That Was Coming Upon The Land His Inspired Mutterings Struck Terror Into The Hearers.

How Many Have Gone? How Many More To Go? The Admiralty Is Fast Asleep And Lethargy & Inertia Are The Order Of The Day. However Everybody Seems Delighted - So There Is Nothing To Be Said. No Plans, No Enterprise, No Struggle To Aid The General Cause. Just Sit Still On The Spacious Throne And Snooze.

You May Have To Fight When There Is No Hope Of Victory, Because It Is Better To Perish Than Live As Slaves.