When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace. They swore, if we gave Them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease. But when we disarmed They sold us, and delivered us, bound, to our foe, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."

Let each man be judged by his deeds, I have paid my price to live with myself on the terms that I willed.

If any Question why We Died Tell them because our Father's Lied.

One cannot resist the lure of Africa.

This is Burma, and it will be quite unlike any land you know about.

But remember please, the Law by which we live, we are not built to comprehend a lie, we can neither love nor pity nor forgive. If you make a slip in handling us you die.

Most amusements only mean trying to win another person's money.