None but the brave deserve the fair.

Humility and resignation are our prime virtues.

Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.

Men met each other with erected look, The steps were higher that they took; Friends to congratulate their friends made haste, And long inveterate foes saluted as they pass'd.

Not to ask is not be denied.

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he, who can call today his own.

Drinking is the soldier's pleasure.