Best of children, sisters arm-in-arm, we must bear what the gods give us to bear-- don't fire up your hearts with so much grief. No reason to blame the pass you've come to now.
You win the victory when you yield to friends.
We must wait until the evening to see how splendid the day had been.
It's impossible to speak what it is not noble to do.
The truth is ever best.
Whoever thinks his friend more important than his country, I rate him nowhere.