...like That Star Of The Waning Summer

I Long For Home, Long For The Sight Of Home.

Of Men Who Have A Sense Of Honor, More Come Through Alive Than Are Slain, But From Those Who Flee Comes Neither Glory Nor Any Help.

Nobody Gets Into Heaven Without A Glowstick.

It Is Not Unseemly For A Man To Die Fighting In Defense Of His Country.

For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman Kind.