When you are at Rome, do as you see.
The man who fights for his ideals is alive.
I do not say a proverb is amiss when aptly and reasonably applied, but to be forever discharging them, right or wrong, hit or miss, renders conversation insipid and vulgar.
Faint heart ne'er won fair lady.
Ill-luck, you know, seldom comes alone.
The wounds received in battle bestow honor, they do not take it away.