These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to sort out right from wrong, good from bad, holy from profane, honor from dishonor.

Fight for life itself and everlasting freedom of the human spirit.

This fight coming is not a battle of weapons, but a battle of wills.

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

Wars don't bring lasting peace, only lasting death.

Stop grieving. Start giving thanks to me. You live to fight on other days.

Wanting neither too much to live, nor too much to die.