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God is closest to those with broken hearts.
~Jewish Saying
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Wherever a man turns he can find someone
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Wherever a man turns he can find someone who needs him.
~Albert Schweitzer
While we are mourning the loss of our friend
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While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.
~John Taylor
There are things that we don't want to happen
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There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love
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Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.
~The Wonder Years
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
The hardest arithmetic to master
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The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.
~ Eric Hoffer
God understands our prayers
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God understands our prayers even when we can't find the words to say them.
That some good can be derived from every event
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That some good can be derived from every event is a better proposition than that everything happens for the best, which it assuredly does not.
~ James K. Feibleman
Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak
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Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
All of us have wonders hidden in our breasts
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All of us have wonders hidden in our breasts, only needing circumstances to evoke them.
~ Charles Dickens
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Faith is the bird that sings
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Faith is the bird that sings when the dawn is still dark.
~Rabindranath Tagore
I can think of no more stirring symbol
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“I can think of no more stirring symbol of man's humanity to man than a fire engine.”
- Kurt Vonnegut
If we have no peace
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“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
- Mother Teresa
Our country is not the only thing
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“Our country is not the only thing to which we owe our allegiance It is also owed to justice and to humanity. Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong.”
- James Bryce
We look forward to the time when the Power of Love
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“We look forward to the time when the Power of Love will replace the Love of Power Then will our world know the blessings of peace.”
- William Ewart Gladstone
All wars are civil wars
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“All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers.”
- Francois Fenelon
True courage is not the brutal force of vulgar heroes
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“True courage is not the brutal force of vulgar heroes, but the firm resolve of virtue and reason.”
- Alfred North Whitehead
The hero dead cannot expire
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“The hero dead cannot expire:
The dead still play their part.”
- Charles Sangster
Courage is not the absence of fear
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“Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.”
- Ambrose Redmoon
Peace cannot be achieved through violence
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“Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding.”
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
In the night of death, hope sees a star
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“In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.”
- Robert Ingersoll
Thursday, August 23, 2012
I think there is one higher office
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I think there is one higher office than president and I would call that patriot. ~Gary Hart
Monday, August 20, 2012
I am the most famous icon on earth
Patriotic Poems
"Old Glory"
I am the most famous icon on earth,
on display all over the world...
standing guard at majestic official buildings,
in courtrooms, churches,
and even on the moon.
I fly from the houses
of families who revere America,
and snap in the breeze on parade.
I stand for freedom, honor, justice,
service, prosperity and power.
My stars and stripes—my red, white and blue,
evoke respect and admiration from the good,
apprehension and fear from the evil.
Sometimes soiled and tattered,
even bloodstained,
I survived the grinding toil of wars,
urging my weary warriors to fight on.
I lie precisely folded,
held by mothers of fallen soldiers
as their fingertips caress me
for comfort and strength.
I am invincible.
I have been burned, spat upon,
trampled and cursed,
but I overcome all
to unfurl, soar, and inspire again.
I am the Star Spangled Banner;
I am Old Glory;
I am the American Flag,
a symbol of freedom, forever.
By Joanna Fuchs
I am the most famous icon on earth,
on display all over the world...
standing guard at majestic official buildings,
in courtrooms, churches,
and even on the moon.
I fly from the houses
of families who revere America,
and snap in the breeze on parade.
I stand for freedom, honor, justice,
service, prosperity and power.
My stars and stripes—my red, white and blue,
evoke respect and admiration from the good,
apprehension and fear from the evil.
Sometimes soiled and tattered,
even bloodstained,
I survived the grinding toil of wars,
urging my weary warriors to fight on.
I lie precisely folded,
held by mothers of fallen soldiers
as their fingertips caress me
for comfort and strength.
I am invincible.
I have been burned, spat upon,
trampled and cursed,
but I overcome all
to unfurl, soar, and inspire again.
I am the Star Spangled Banner;
I am Old Glory;
I am the American Flag,
a symbol of freedom, forever.
By Joanna Fuchs
The U.S. flag is a symbol
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"Our Flag Flies High"
The U.S. flag is a symbol
Of what Americans treasure;
It represents the values
We cherish beyond measure.
Our flag flies high for freedom,
For legal equality,
For Constitutional rights,
And justice for you and me.
Our flag flies high for bravery,
The courage it takes to fight
And even give our lives
For what we know is right.
Our flag flies high for compassion;
We quickly help those in need;
When there's a need for service,
Americans take the lead.
The American flag is an icon,
Representing the American way;
Our hearts swell with emotion,
When we see it ripple and sway.
By Joanna Fuchs
The U.S. flag is a symbol
Of what Americans treasure;
It represents the values
We cherish beyond measure.
Our flag flies high for freedom,
For legal equality,
For Constitutional rights,
And justice for you and me.
Our flag flies high for bravery,
The courage it takes to fight
And even give our lives
For what we know is right.
Our flag flies high for compassion;
We quickly help those in need;
When there's a need for service,
Americans take the lead.
The American flag is an icon,
Representing the American way;
Our hearts swell with emotion,
When we see it ripple and sway.
By Joanna Fuchs
A wall of black granite in our nation's capital
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"The Wall of Regrets"
A wall of black granite in our nation's capital—
a recording of the names,
over 58,000 of the dead and missing,
and a memorial to those who survived,
a shiny, reflective, artistic and beautiful tribute—
commemorating our valiant soldiers
who fought for America's honor and freedom
in Vietnam.
But it's not enough.
While in service, these courageous men
endured unceasing vilification
in the media, in the streets,
for doing what their country asked of them.
Those blessed to make it through
came home to devastating humiliation,
spat upon, emotionally wounded
by unconscionable insults,
just for serving and protecting America.
Stress from war experiences
and from this horrific homecoming
produced countless suicides,
leaving families devastated as well.
How could this happen?
What were we thinking?
Are we too ill-informed to understand
that wars are created and sustained
by politicians,
not by soldiers who do the dirty work
and die in circumstances
we don't want to know about,
don't want to think about?
We can't erase history.
We shouldn't erase our regrets.
Let our guilt forever remind us
that we must never let it happen again.
Dear God, we repent for our callousness.
How can we atone?
The Wall is a noble, impressive effort,
but it's not enough.
Let us strive to honor our brave soldiers,
our strongest and best,
those who serve us in ways
we could never do ourselves.
Let us thank them for their service
at every opportunity
now and always.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
By Joanna Fuchs
A wall of black granite in our nation's capital—
a recording of the names,
over 58,000 of the dead and missing,
and a memorial to those who survived,
a shiny, reflective, artistic and beautiful tribute—
commemorating our valiant soldiers
who fought for America's honor and freedom
in Vietnam.
But it's not enough.
While in service, these courageous men
endured unceasing vilification
in the media, in the streets,
for doing what their country asked of them.
Those blessed to make it through
came home to devastating humiliation,
spat upon, emotionally wounded
by unconscionable insults,
just for serving and protecting America.
Stress from war experiences
and from this horrific homecoming
produced countless suicides,
leaving families devastated as well.
How could this happen?
What were we thinking?
Are we too ill-informed to understand
that wars are created and sustained
by politicians,
not by soldiers who do the dirty work
and die in circumstances
we don't want to know about,
don't want to think about?
We can't erase history.
We shouldn't erase our regrets.
Let our guilt forever remind us
that we must never let it happen again.
Dear God, we repent for our callousness.
How can we atone?
The Wall is a noble, impressive effort,
but it's not enough.
Let us strive to honor our brave soldiers,
our strongest and best,
those who serve us in ways
we could never do ourselves.
Let us thank them for their service
at every opportunity
now and always.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
By Joanna Fuchs
I'm Proud of You, My Son
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"I'm Proud of You, My Son"
He stands in the gathering twilight
holding a small flag,
stooping, straining to read the name once again,
on one gravestone among many.
"My son, I'm proud of you," he whispers.
He journeys back in his mind
to a little boy chasing butterflies,
to a teenager laughing, waving,
as he drives away with friends,
to a young man solemnly imploring,
"Dad, I've got to go fight for my country."
"Goodbye," he said, shaking hands,
this newly-minted soldier in uniform,
whose honor and integrity demands
he follow those who went before
to preserve the values and freedoms
that made America great.
"I'll come home soon," he said,
but he didn't.
Now his father's fingertips
trace his name on cold polished granite,
as he whispers
"I'm proud of you, my son."
By Joanna Fuchs
He stands in the gathering twilight
holding a small flag,
stooping, straining to read the name once again,
on one gravestone among many.
"My son, I'm proud of you," he whispers.
He journeys back in his mind
to a little boy chasing butterflies,
to a teenager laughing, waving,
as he drives away with friends,
to a young man solemnly imploring,
"Dad, I've got to go fight for my country."
"Goodbye," he said, shaking hands,
this newly-minted soldier in uniform,
whose honor and integrity demands
he follow those who went before
to preserve the values and freedoms
that made America great.
"I'll come home soon," he said,
but he didn't.
Now his father's fingertips
trace his name on cold polished granite,
as he whispers
"I'm proud of you, my son."
By Joanna Fuchs
In Loving Memory
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"In Loving Memory"
On every soldier's tombstone
should be a message of honor, respect and love:
"In loving memory
of one who loved his country,
who fought against evil
to preserve what is right and true and good.
In loving memory
of one who is a cut above the rest of us,
who had the surpassing courage,
the uncommon strength,
to do whatever had to be done,
persevering through hardship and pain.
In loving memory
of one who was brave enough
to give his life, his all,
so that those he cared about
would remain safe and free.
In loving memory
of a unique and treasured soldier
who will never be forgotten."
By Joanna Fuchs
On every soldier's tombstone
should be a message of honor, respect and love:
"In loving memory
of one who loved his country,
who fought against evil
to preserve what is right and true and good.
In loving memory
of one who is a cut above the rest of us,
who had the surpassing courage,
the uncommon strength,
to do whatever had to be done,
persevering through hardship and pain.
In loving memory
of one who was brave enough
to give his life, his all,
so that those he cared about
would remain safe and free.
In loving memory
of a unique and treasured soldier
who will never be forgotten."
By Joanna Fuchs
Mommy, Mommy
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"Mommy, Mommy"
The little boy falls; he's hurt, he cries.
"Mommy, Mommy!" he yells with a groan.
She kisses the pain away, and thinks,
"I love this boy, my baby, my own."
He grows to be a strapping man,
One of our strongest and our best.
He wants to be a soldier now;
His mother stifles her protest.
A mortal wound brings on his death,
And as he takes his final breath,
"Mommy, Mommy!" the soldier cries,
In the last few moments before he dies.
His mother sits and weeps today;
She cannot kiss this pain away.
All that's left is a cold gravestone,
As his mother cries, "My son, my own!"
Always her hero, now he's gone;
He's the country's hero from now on.
He chose to fight America's foe;
She loved him enough to let him go.
She's grateful for the love they had;
She wonders where the time has flown.
She hears his voice; she sees his smile;
"I love this boy, my baby, my own!"
By Joanna Fuchs
The little boy falls; he's hurt, he cries.
"Mommy, Mommy!" he yells with a groan.
She kisses the pain away, and thinks,
"I love this boy, my baby, my own."
He grows to be a strapping man,
One of our strongest and our best.
He wants to be a soldier now;
His mother stifles her protest.
A mortal wound brings on his death,
And as he takes his final breath,
"Mommy, Mommy!" the soldier cries,
In the last few moments before he dies.
His mother sits and weeps today;
She cannot kiss this pain away.
All that's left is a cold gravestone,
As his mother cries, "My son, my own!"
Always her hero, now he's gone;
He's the country's hero from now on.
He chose to fight America's foe;
She loved him enough to let him go.
She's grateful for the love they had;
She wonders where the time has flown.
She hears his voice; she sees his smile;
"I love this boy, my baby, my own!"
By Joanna Fuchs
We set aside Memorial Day
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"The Ultimate Sacrifice"
We set aside Memorial Day
Each and every year
To honor those who gave their lives
Defending what we hold dear.
In all the dark and deadly wars,
Their graves prove and remind us,
Our brave Americans gave their all
To put danger far behind us.
They made the ultimate sacrifice
Fighting for the American way;
We admire them and respect them
On every Memorial Day.
By Joanna Fuchs
We set aside Memorial Day
Each and every year
To honor those who gave their lives
Defending what we hold dear.
In all the dark and deadly wars,
Their graves prove and remind us,
Our brave Americans gave their all
To put danger far behind us.
They made the ultimate sacrifice
Fighting for the American way;
We admire them and respect them
On every Memorial Day.
By Joanna Fuchs
I miss you in the morning
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"I Miss You"
I miss you in the morning,
I miss you late at night,
But I know what you are doing
Is good and just and right.
You're always in my thoughts;
I hope that you can see
I'm proud of you for serving
Our country, God, and me.
And when you're home again
I won't miss you anymore,
But I'll always admire your courage
For fighting in this war.
By Joanna Fuchs
I miss you in the morning,
I miss you late at night,
But I know what you are doing
Is good and just and right.
You're always in my thoughts;
I hope that you can see
I'm proud of you for serving
Our country, God, and me.
And when you're home again
I won't miss you anymore,
But I'll always admire your courage
For fighting in this war.
By Joanna Fuchs
They Did Their Share
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"They Did Their Share"
On Veteran's Day we honor
Soldiers who protect our nation.
For their service as our warriors,
They deserve our admiration.
Some of them were drafted;
Some were volunteers;
For some it was just yesterday;
For some it's been many years;
In the jungle or the desert,
On land or on the sea,
They did whatever was assigned
To produce a victory.
Some came back; some didn't.
They defended us everywhere.
Some saw combat; some rode a desk;
All of them did their share.
No matter what the duty,
For low pay and little glory,
These soldiers gave up normal lives,
For duties mundane and gory.
Let every veteran be honored;
Don't let politics get in the way.
Without them, freedom would have died;
What they did, we can't repay.
We owe so much to them,
Who kept us safe from terror,
So when we see a uniform,
Let's say "thank you" to every wearer.
By Joanna Fuchs
On Veteran's Day we honor
Soldiers who protect our nation.
For their service as our warriors,
They deserve our admiration.
Some of them were drafted;
Some were volunteers;
For some it was just yesterday;
For some it's been many years;
In the jungle or the desert,
On land or on the sea,
They did whatever was assigned
To produce a victory.
Some came back; some didn't.
They defended us everywhere.
Some saw combat; some rode a desk;
All of them did their share.
No matter what the duty,
For low pay and little glory,
These soldiers gave up normal lives,
For duties mundane and gory.
Let every veteran be honored;
Don't let politics get in the way.
Without them, freedom would have died;
What they did, we can't repay.
We owe so much to them,
Who kept us safe from terror,
So when we see a uniform,
Let's say "thank you" to every wearer.
By Joanna Fuchs
Where the Towers Stood
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"Where the Towers Stood"
A burned-out crater lay in ruins for years,
While Americans, heartbroken, dried their tears,
A gaping maw where once twin towers stood,
A hole created by evil attacking good.
When terrorists bombed skyscrapers made of steel,
Americans struggled through a cruel ordeal.
Yet through this tragedy we found some good;
We found community and brotherhood.
Whenever a terrorist attack on us begins,
The American spirit rises, and always wins.
Our battle with these terrorists is not done;
Remember, nine-eleven, two thousand one.
By Joanna Fuchs
A burned-out crater lay in ruins for years,
While Americans, heartbroken, dried their tears,
A gaping maw where once twin towers stood,
A hole created by evil attacking good.
When terrorists bombed skyscrapers made of steel,
Americans struggled through a cruel ordeal.
Yet through this tragedy we found some good;
We found community and brotherhood.
Whenever a terrorist attack on us begins,
The American spirit rises, and always wins.
Our battle with these terrorists is not done;
Remember, nine-eleven, two thousand one.
By Joanna Fuchs
The Tyrants
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"The Tyrants"
The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill us,
To scatter our blood and bone.
They care not whom they murder,
Whether woman, man or child;
Their minds are full of fury;
Their sickness has gone wild.
To rule the world with violence
Is their one and only goal;
Terror is their method;
They want complete control.
We've seen it all before,
And we could not let it be;
We gave our lives for freedom,
For the world, and for you and me.
We fight all forms of oppression,
Helping victims far and near,
To keep the world from chaos,
To protect what we hold dear.
America's the only country
That gives with its whole heart,
And asks so very little;
We always do our part.
So let's unite again
To subdue our newest foe,
Whatever we must do,
Wherever we must go.
Let's show the world once more
That America is blessed
With people who are heroes,
Who meet each and every test.
By Joanna Fuchs
The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill us,
To scatter our blood and bone.
They care not whom they murder,
Whether woman, man or child;
Their minds are full of fury;
Their sickness has gone wild.
To rule the world with violence
Is their one and only goal;
Terror is their method;
They want complete control.
We've seen it all before,
And we could not let it be;
We gave our lives for freedom,
For the world, and for you and me.
We fight all forms of oppression,
Helping victims far and near,
To keep the world from chaos,
To protect what we hold dear.
America's the only country
That gives with its whole heart,
And asks so very little;
We always do our part.
So let's unite again
To subdue our newest foe,
Whatever we must do,
Wherever we must go.
Let's show the world once more
That America is blessed
With people who are heroes,
Who meet each and every test.
By Joanna Fuchs
Honor Our Military
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Honor Our Military
Let's honor our military,
The men and women who serve,
Whose dedication to our country
Does not falter, halt or swerve.
Let's respect them for their courage;
They're ready to do what's right
To keep America safe,
So we can sleep better at night.
Let's support and defend our soldiers,
Whose hardships are brutal and cruel,
Whose discipline we can't imagine,
Who follow each order and rule.
Here's to those who choose to be warriors
And their helpers good and true;
They're fighting for American values;
They're fighting for me and you.
By Joanna Fuchs
Let's honor our military,
The men and women who serve,
Whose dedication to our country
Does not falter, halt or swerve.
Let's respect them for their courage;
They're ready to do what's right
To keep America safe,
So we can sleep better at night.
Let's support and defend our soldiers,
Whose hardships are brutal and cruel,
Whose discipline we can't imagine,
Who follow each order and rule.
Here's to those who choose to be warriors
And their helpers good and true;
They're fighting for American values;
They're fighting for me and you.
By Joanna Fuchs
Freedom in America
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"Freedom in America"
Freedom in America
Isn't really free;
We often pay a price
To keep our liberty.
Remember those we loved,
Who fought for us, and died;
And those we never knew
For whom others mourned and cried.
At home our "war" for freedom
Is sadly overdue;
We've let corruption stage
A sad and grievous coup.
No longer can we brush off
Dishonesty and greed,
Lust for wealth and power;
We can't, we won't concede.
Complacency is weakness
Patriots can't afford;
We have to act on wrongs
That cannot be ignored.
We must give up some time,
Spent on other pleasures,
To restore America's freedom,
To keep America's treasures.
Money spent on trifles
Must now go to our cause:
Get rid of the offenders,
Constitutional outlaws.
Freedom in America
Isn't really free
It's up to American patriots;
It's up to you and me.
By Joanna Fuchs
Freedom in America
Isn't really free;
We often pay a price
To keep our liberty.
Remember those we loved,
Who fought for us, and died;
And those we never knew
For whom others mourned and cried.
At home our "war" for freedom
Is sadly overdue;
We've let corruption stage
A sad and grievous coup.
No longer can we brush off
Dishonesty and greed,
Lust for wealth and power;
We can't, we won't concede.
Complacency is weakness
Patriots can't afford;
We have to act on wrongs
That cannot be ignored.
We must give up some time,
Spent on other pleasures,
To restore America's freedom,
To keep America's treasures.
Money spent on trifles
Must now go to our cause:
Get rid of the offenders,
Constitutional outlaws.
Freedom in America
Isn't really free
It's up to American patriots;
It's up to you and me.
By Joanna Fuchs
Monday, August 13, 2012
Our country is not the only thing
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Our country is not the only thing to which we owe our allegiance. It is also owed to justice and to humanity. Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong.
~James Bryce
The brave die never, though they sleep in dust
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The brave die never, though they sleep in dust:
Their courage nerves a thousand living men.
~Minot J. Savage
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Patriot Day Quotes
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
With the tears a Land hath shed
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With the tears a Land hath shed
Their graves should ever be green.
~Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The stern hand of fate has scourged
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The stern hand of fate has scourged us to an elevation where we can see the great everlasting things that matter for a nation; the great peaks of honour we had forgotten - duty and patriotism, clad in glittering white; the great pinnacle of sacrifice pointing like a rugged finger to heaven.
~David Lloyd George
We must embrace pain and burn
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We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
~Kenji Miyazawa
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