The Fountains Of Sacred Rivers Flow Upwards

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.

The Man Whom Heaven Helps Has Friends Enough.

The Ways Of The Gods Are Long, But In The End They Are Not Without Strength.

The Daughters Of Sparta Are Never At Home! They Mingle With The Young Men In Wrestling Matches.

I Would Rather Die On My Feet Than Live On My Knees.