I've Always Wondered If There Was A

You, Why Are You So Afraid Of War And Slaughter? Even If All The Rest Of Us Drop And Die Around You, Grappling For The Ships, You’d Run No Risk Of Death: You Lack The Heart To Last It Out In Combat—coward!

There Is No Fouler Fiend Than A Woman When Her Mind Is Bent To Evil.

The Lot Of Man-to Suffer And Die.

Wine Sets Even A Thoughtful Man To Singing, Or Sets Him Into Softly Laughing, Sets Him To Dancing. Sometimes It Tosses Out A Word That Was Better Unspoken.

I Want Answers Now Or I Want Them Eventually!