The Great Do Not Always Prevail.

If You Are A Friend, Why Do You Bite Me So Hard? If An Enemy, Why Do You Fawn On Me?

Most Arguments Are Useless.

The Fly Sat Upon The Axel-tree Of The Chariot-wheel And Said, 'what A Dust Do I Raise!'

A Consciousness Of Misfortunes Arising From A Man's Own Misconduct Aggravates Their Bitterness.

We Like Other People To Show Themselves To Us As They Really Are.