While I See Many Hoof Marks Going

Better To Die Once And For All, Than Live In Continual Terror.

While I See Many Hoof Marks Going In, I See None Coming Out. It Is Easier To Get Into The Enemy's Toils Than Out Again.

Every Tale Is Not To Be Believed.

Don't Cry Over Spilt Milk.

If You Wish Me Well, Do Not Stand Pitying Me, But Lend Me Some Succour As Fast As You Can; For Pity Is But Cold Comfort When One Is Up To The Chin In Water, And Within A Hair's Breadth Of Starving Or Drowning.