God help me, I'm just not that bright.

Of men who have a sense of honor, more come through alive than are slain, but from those who flee comes neither glory nor any help.

You never know when an old calendar might come in handy! Sure, it's not 1985 right now, but who knows what tomorrow will bring?

Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,- Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies: They fall successive, and successive rise.

Kids are great. You can teach them to hate what you hate and, with the Internet and all, they practically raise themselves.

Unextinguished laughter shakes the skies.

Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.