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- Mortem aut gloria. Eligere sapienter.
There are many kinds of hatred, as many kinds of fire; Some are fierce and fatal with murderous desire. Even more are mean and craven, revengeful, sullen, slow. They hurt the man that holds them more than they hurt his foe. And yet there is a hatred that purifies the heart:The anger of the better against the baser parts. Against the false and wicked, against the tyrant's sword, against all our enemies, and all that break the accord. Cleansing indignation; flame of righteous wrath, give me a soul to be free and follow in my path. Save me from selfish virtue, arm me for joyous war, for I have the strength to carry on, as The Soldier of The Four.