Spartan Nation Literary Works

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

I've heard of a place, where the men stand tall, and every woman can hold her own. Victory and defeat abound here, but true courage, in each, is shown. It is said far and wide, this is where true Warriors abide, where there's power through knowledge and training. The legend goes that for each of their foes battles prove rough and straining. Everyone's equal there, each one with their goals, striving 'till greatness is found. Battling it out amongst themselves, improving round after round. But not one with a rank, saying I'm better than you, no caste system, no belts, no station. The only rank you hear of…is Warrior at the Spartan Nation!