Our happiness depends on wisdom all the way.
God's dice always have a lucky roll.
No yield to the dead! Never stab the fighter when he's down. Where's the glory, killing the dead twice over?
No more shall ye behold such sights of woe, deeds I have suffered and myself have wrought; henceforward quenched in darkness shall ye see those ye should ne'er have seen; now blind to those whom, when I saw, I vainly yearned to know.
For no one loves the bearer of bad tidings.
Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.