Sometimes The Slow Ones Blame The Active

Don't Make Much Ado About Nothing.

There Was Once A Bald Man Who Sat Down After Work On A Hot Summer's Day. A Fly Came Up And Kept Buzzing About His Bald Pate, And Stinging Him From Time To Time. The Man Aimed A Blow At His Little Enemy, But — Whack — His Palm Came On His Head Instead; Again The Fly Tormented Him, But This Time The Man Was Wiser And Said: You Will Only Injure Yourself If You Take Notice Of Dispicable Enemies.

Appearances Are Deceiving.

In Serving The Wicked, Expect No Reward, And Be Thankful If You Escape Injury For Your Pains.

People Often Grudge Others What They Cannot Enjoy Themselves.