“A great pilot can sail even when his canvas is rent.”

Source: Epistulae Morales ad Lucilium (Moral Letters to Lucilius), Letter XXX: On conquering the conqueror, Line 3.

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Magnus gubernator et scisso navigat velo.

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Roman Stoic philosopher, statesman, and dramatist -4–65 BC

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