Not even Ares battles against necessity.
Chance never helps those who do not help themselves.
Nobody likes the man who brings bad news.
For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night.
Every man can see things far off but is blind to what is near.
The stubbornest of wills Are soonest bended, as the hardest iron, O'er-heated in the fire to brittleness,Flies soonest into fragments, shivered through.