Keep your enemies at a distance, your partners close at hand.

Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.

I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.

One to a customer was the rule: one body; one mind; one swing through life. - Tempus

For me, myth is the 'common' language of us all.

You must become like yourself.

It is hard to battle anger, for whatever it wants it pays from the soul.