There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
Also, women are often more interested in a man if other women are also interested in him. It makes their job of figuring out if a potential mate is a looser or not easier. If you haven't been tested by another driver, how is she supposed to know you're not a jalopy?
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