It is our faintness of heart that would close our eyes to all of that, but in so doing it makes of it our destiny.
Nothing is crueler than a coward, and the slaughter to come is probably beyond our imagining.
It is our faintness of heart that would close our eyes to all of that, but in so doing it makes of it our destiny.
Nothing is crueler than a coward, and the slaughter to come is probably beyond our imagining.
don't care for it