Once To Die Is Better Than Length

No One Can Count The Terrors That The Earth Spawns, Catastrophic, Gruesome, And The Vast Arms Of The Sea Swarm With Brute Monsters Bent On Harm, And Everywhere Between The Sky And Ground Lights Bloom By Day In Flares And Sudden Bolts; And Birds And Beasts Alike Can Tell Of The Whirlwind's Whirling Wrath.

It Is The Nature Of Mortals To Kick A Fallen Man.

Wrong Must Not Win By Technicalities.

Ares Ever Loves To Pluck All The Fairest Flower Of An Armed Host.

If You Are Not Envied, You Are Not Enviable.