A People's Wrath Voiced Abroad Bringeth Grave

The So-called Mother Of The Child Isn't The Child's Begetter, But Only A Sort Of Nursing Soil For The New-sown Seed. The Man, The One On Top, Is The True Parent, While She, A Stranger, Foster's A Stranger's Sprout.

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

Better To Die On Your Feet Than Live On Your Knees.

The Reward Of Suffering Is Experience

Of Prosperity Mortals Can Never Have Enough.