The Daughters Of Sparta Are Never At

For The Weariest Road That Man May Wend Is Forth Fromn The Home Of His Father.

Who Knows But Life Be That Which Men Call Death, And Death What Men Call Life?

Let No One Think Of Me That I Am Humble Or Weak Or Passive; Let Them Understand I Am Of A Different Kind: Dangerous To My Enemies, Loyal To My Friends. To Such A Life Glory Belongs.

When A Good Man Is Hurt, All Who Would Be Called Good Must Suffer With Him.

A Wise Man In His House Should Find A Wife Gentle And Courteous, Or No Wife At All.