Flowers are born, and they wither...
Strike an enemy once and for all. Let him cease to exist as a tribe or he will live to fly in your throat again.
It's easy to have chemistry when nobody is sitting on the bench.
I need no bodyguard at all, for even the bravest men who approach me get weak at the knees and their hearts turn to water, whilst their heads become giddy and incapable of thinking as the sweat of fear paralyzes them.
Never leave an enemy behind, or it will rise again to fly at your throat !
Women that bear children must exist in Zululand only.