I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion.
I am involved in the land of a leonine and brave people, where every foot of the ground is like a well of steel, confronting my soldier. You have brought only one son into the world, but everyone in this land can be called an Alexander.
But truly, if I were not Alexander, I would be Diogenes.
I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well.
There is nothing impossible to him who will try.
Are there no more worlds that I might conquer?