But I have come to learn there is no peace while others suffer.

I hold life sacred, even more since I’ve tasted freedom,... But I've lost my fear of death... But if you join me, I will gladly give my life for you. Because this land and its people have lost too much.

When we give ourselves fully to something, we own it. In a sense, we spin, spiral and wrap our spirit around it completely. Ownership is a form of creative responsibility and the truth is, they are going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.

It was no good to look back, to apologize for what had happened, or to wonder what could have been different.

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green
And was the holy lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen

And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark Satanic mills

Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spears o'clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire

I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land

The arts of peace are great,And no less glorious than those of war.