You don't know what kind of day you will have, until evening.
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.
To err from the right path is common to mankind.
A broad-backed ox can be driven straight on his road even by a small goad.
If we always helped one another, no one would need luck.
A word does not frighten the man who, in acting feels no fear.