The man whom heaven helps has friends enough.
Lucky that man whose children make his happiness in life and not his grief, the anguished disappointment of his hopes.
Leave no stone unturned.
Nothing's as good as holding on to safety.
Power gives no purchase to the hand, it will not hold, soon perishes, and greatness goes.
Who then will dare to say I'm weak or timid? No, they'll say I'm loyal as a friend, ruthless as a foe, so much like a hero destined for glory.