“Down to Gehenna, or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone.”
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God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.
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.
And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, till the Devil whispered behind the leaves 'It's pretty, but is it Art?'