𝔇𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪, 𝔒 𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡,
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢?
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 ℑ 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢?
ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔡:
ℑ 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢?
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 ℑ 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢?
ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔡:
ℑ 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
There is a difference between winning a few cheap battles by treachery and deceit, imagining this makes you strong, and winning the war through truth and endurance.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔡,
𝔫𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔢𝔫
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔡,
𝔫𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔢𝔫
𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔜𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤.
𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢?
𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢?
𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔅𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔥, 𝔒 𝔊𝔬𝔡, 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥
𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡𝔩𝔶,
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔳𝔞𝔦𝔫.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘
𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡𝔩𝔶,
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔳𝔞𝔦𝔫.
𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘