Verse 74
I entered the arena owing three debts and left owing none.
I entered the arena owing three debts and left owing none.
The crowd wanted blood. I charged extra.
My shield has heard more prayers than most temples.
I do not fear Mars. I invoice him.
A lion once objected to my theology. The discussion was brief.
Victory tastes mostly of dust.
The dead opponent is a terrible audience.
I learned humility after defeating nine men. The tenth was educational.
Do not call me invincible. That tempts administrators.
My finest weapon is the moment the other man believes I am tired.
When the gate opens, philosophy becomes footwork.