Some people won't go the extra mile, and then on their birthday, when no one makes a fuss, they feel neglected and bitter.
The real peril of war lies not in military defeat. It lies in war itself, whether we win or lose.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.