The leader of the deed was a woman. -Dux femina facti
I will be gone from here and sing my songs/ In the forest wilderness where the wild beasts are,/ And carve in letters on the little trees/ The story of my love, and as the trees/ Will grow letters too will grow, to cry/ In a louder voice the story of my love.
Nunc scio quit sit amor." Lat., "Now I know what love is.
They can conquer who believe they can.
We can't all do everything.
Want of pluck shows want of blood