Foes

You shall judge of a man by his foes as well as by his friends.

It's an end to the evil, of all Skyrim's foes.

We defy our foes, for our passion makes us strong!

God’s blessing on all nations, who long and work for that bright day, when o’er earth’s habitations no war, no strife shall hold its sway; who long to see that all men free no more shall foes, but neighbours be, who long to see that all men free no more shall foes, but neighbours, no more shall foes, but neighbours be.

Apparently, having too few foes, the Americans like to provoke the enemies of their enemies rather than befriend them.

We must defeat our foes.

We have to defeat our foes.

We must vanquish our foes.

It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war.

"Now, to ease thy woes, / since sorrow for his sake hath dimmed thine eyes, / more will I tell, and hidden fates disclose. / He in Italia long shall battle with his foes, / and crush fierce tribes, and milder ways ordain, / and cities build and wield the Latin sway, / till the third summer shall have seen him reign, / and three long winter-seasons passed away / since fierce Rutulia did his arms obey."