Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; I have seen worse sights than this.
Fate is the same for the man who holds back, the same if he fights hard. We are all held in a single honor, the brave with the weaklings. A man dies still if he has done nothing, as the one who has done much.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, and what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
His descent was like nightfall.
The force of union conquers all.
True friends appear less moved than counterfeit.