Nothing is old, nothing is new, save the light of grace underneath which beats a human heart. The way of feeling, of understanding, of loving; the way of seeing the country, the faces that your father saw, that your mother knew. The rest is chimerical.
The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
George S. Patton
Being is Dying by Loving.
Your mind is nirvana.