Why, You Could Wake Up

Even The Bravest Cannot Fight Beyond His Power

We're Goin Bowling. If We Don't Come Back, Avenge Our Deaths.

Oh, My Tattered Rags Are Caught On Your Coffee Table.

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

Achilles Absent Was Achilles Still!