You win the victory when you yield to friends.
Having advanced to the limit of boldness, child, you have stumbled against the lofty pedestal of Justice.
Rather fail with honor than succeed by fraud.
Reason is God's crowning gift to man.
Oh child, may you be happier than your father, but in all other respects alike. And then you would not be bad.
What greater ornament to a son than a father's glory, or to a father than a son's honorable conduct?