I would get it down my left side, on my ribs. I know that's supposed to hurt the most, but in a way I kind of like that- I also like that it's fairly hidden. I'd get 'Invictus' in block Roman lettering. It means "unconquered" in Latin, and is also the title to a poem by William Ernest Henley. I first came across the poem when I was attending the Colorado Outward Bound School when I was fourteen or fifteen. Since I was young I've kept a journal of some of my favorite quotes, poems, and sayings that I come across; looking through it the other day I ran across 'Invictus' again. Researching the poem through wikipedia, I found out a bit more about the author William Ernest Henley. At the age of 12 Henley contracted tuberculosis of the bone. He had to get it amputated, and he wrote 'Invictus' while in bed at the hospital.
I found the poem at a rocky time in my life, and it taught me to persevere, and that an iron will is the hardest material in the world.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.