Either I will find a way, or I will make one.
Who will ever give counsel, if the counsel be judged by the event, and if it be not found wise, shall therefore be thought wicked?
He travels safe and not unpleasantly who is guarded by poverty and guided by love.
Ring out your bells! Let mourning show be spread! For Love is dead.
Love, one time, layeth burdens; another time, giveth wings.
Indeed, the Roman laws allowed no person to be carried to the wars but he that was in the soldiers roll.