Only men with full bellies have the luxury of conscience.
If thou wishes not to follow me in this life, thou will follow me in the next. We shall never leave this place. This is our land. I will soak this earth with our blood, let it mingle with the soil, tether us to these grounds forever!
‘Tis a mother’s burden to suffer the birth of her babe, but all agony pales when placed in measure with the cold death of a child.