Steal A Loaf Of Bread And They

All Beauty Is Sad. [...] For It Fades.

Never Be Glad That Another Man Has Died. Not Ever. [...] It Never Ends. Never... Ever... Be Glad To Kill.

Come Back And Stand With Us, Lad. We Will All Go Down Together That's What Makes Us Who We Are.

Be At Peace, My Friend. One Thing I Have Learnt About Death Is That His Bark Is Worse Than His Bite.

It Would Be A Fine Thing If War Could Be Conducted As A Game Where No Lives Were Lost. At The End Of A Battle Combatants Could Meet [...] And Drink And Talk.