War,--the trade of barbarians!
Oh Man, Man. How despicable in slavery, how great when fired with the love of freedom!
A soldier will fight long and hard for a bit of colored ribbon.
The populace judges of the power of God by the power of the priests.
My star was fading, I felt the reins slipping out of my grasp, and could do nothing to stop it.
Those who failed to oppose me, who readily agreed with me and accepted all my views, were those who did me the most injury.