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"Every battalion has its marching songs."
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"Good fighting with you, Seaweed Brain."Ditto."
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"Well, you're not exactly social, are you, Mandy Valems?"Oh yeah, sure, because I'm just surrounded by genius to be social with in this day and age, Mandy replied with razor-sharp sarcasm. "Hey, I don't need anyone else! I've got you, you're my friend, and you'll be with me forever!" 'You won't be with me forever, though' said Alecto cynically. "I'm like a spider's web; anyone who is friends with me gets dragged into my troubles and eventually dies."Poetic, dear friend, Mandy sighed, shaking her head. "Morbid, but poetic."
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"The meeting was like a war council with donuts. Then again, back at Camp Half-Blood they used to have their most serious discussions around the Ping-Pong table in the rec room with crackers and Cheez Whiz, so Percy felt right at home."
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"Every battalion has its marching songs."
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"Regin the Radiant and Emmaline Troy: 'Alrighty then, have it your way- you're on your own... Now, if you come across a leech, no offense, remember your training.''None taken. And would that be the sword training where you fly past my defenses and swat me on the ass, chirping, 'Dead!'? Another swat. 'Dead!'? Yeah, I'll get right on that.''No, that would be the training where you sprint like hell whenever you hear that I'm looking for you to train."
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"There comes a moment on a journey when something sweet, something irresistible and charming as wine raised to thirsty lips, wells up in the traveller's being."
Being
"To the soldier, luck is merely another word for skill."
Luck
"The soldiers' last meal is generally served out about five o'clock in the afternoon, sometimes earlier; and a stretch of fourteen hours intervenes between then and breakfast."
Provision
"A clock struck out the hour of twelve, and the bird in the hedgerow was still singing as we marched out to the roadway, and followed our merry pipers home to town."
Home
"Few men could explain why they enlisted, and if they attempted they might only prove that they had done as a politician said the electorate does, the right thing from the wrong motive."
Man
"Every battalion has its marching songs."
Camaraderie
"I am one of the million or more male residents of the United Kingdom, who a year ago had no special yearning towards military life, but who joined the army after war was declared."
War
"Even the distribution of rations leaves much to be desired; the fatigue party, well-intentioned and sympathetic though it be, often finds itself short of provisions."
Duty
"Marching thus at night, a battalion is doubly impressive. The silent monster is full of restrained power; resolute in its onward sweep, impervious to danger, it looks a menacing engine of destruction, steady to its goal, and certain of its mission."
Power
"Divisional exercise is a great game of make-believe."
Exercise
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