Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.
From Homer
Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.
Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.
There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.
Wise to resolve, and patient to perform.
A decent boldness ever meets with friends.
True friends appear less moved than counterfeit.
Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.
Two urns on Jove's high throne have ever stood, the source of evil one, and one of good; from thence the cup of mortal man he fills, blessings to these, to those distributes ills; to most he mingles both.
Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.
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