Falsehood Is The Jockey Of Misfortune.

There Are Truths Which Can Kill A Nation.

The Brave Men Die In War. It Takes Great Luck Or Judgment Not To Be Killed. Once‚ At Least‚ The Head Has To Bow And The Knee Has To Bend To Danger. The Soldiers Who March Back Under The Triumphal Arches Are Death's Deserters.

Falsehood Is The Jockey Of Misfortune.

Who Would Prefer Peace To The Glory Of Hunger And Thirst, Of Wading Through Mud, And Dying In The Service Of One's Country?

Oh God, If You Want Women To Never Again Raise Their Voices, Then Create An Adult Man!