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War Is Society's Dirty Work, Usually Done By Kids Cleaning Up Failures Perpetrated By Adults.

I Mean, If You're Proud Of What You've Done When You've Served In The Military, Well Then We Call That Bragging. And If You Are Unhappy About What Happened, We Call That Complaining. And So What Are You Going To Do?

Cynicism Is No More Mature Than Naïveté. You're No More Mature, Just More Burned.

Once We Recognize Our Shadow's Existence We Must Resist The Enticing Step Of Going With Its Flow.

Victory In Combat Is Like Sex With A Prostitute. For A Moment You Forget Everything In The Sudden Physical Rush, But Then You Have To Pay Your Money To The Woman Showing You The Door. You See The Dirt On The Walls And Your Sorry Image In The Mirror.