His own ease and comfort, even his own needs, his own safety: they are but as a feather in the balance when weighed against his love for his comrades, for his country.

The true soldier is not afraid to love.

He gives his life for his friend.

Do you jeer at him?
Do you say he is a fool for his pains?
No, it is his honour, his glory." "God is love.

Why are you afraid to let Him in?
Hate knocks also at your door and to him you open wide.