For The Sin They Do By Two

When You're Wounded And Left On Afghanistan's Plains, And The Women Come Out To Cut Up What Remains, Jest Roll To Your Rifle And Blow Out Your Brains And Go To Your Gawd Like A Soldier.

A Woman's Guess Is Much More Accurate Than A Man's Certainty.

If You Can Meet Success And Failure And Treat Them Both As Impostors, Then You Are A Balanced Man, My Son.

The American Has No Language, He Has A Dialect, Slang, Provincialism, Accent And So Forth

Everyone Is More Or Less Mad On One Point.