Jars Neither Of Wine Nor Of Water

With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.

If You Pour Oil And Vinegar Into The Same Vessel, You Would Call Them Not Friends But Opponents.

In War, Truth Is The First Casualty.

The Misfortunes Of Mankind Are Of Varied Plumage.

There Is Advantage In The Wisdom Won From Pain.