Sometimes The Slow Ones Blame The Active

Don't Go Looking For Trouble.

The Haft Of The Arrow Had Been Feathered With One Of The Eagle's Own Lures. We Often Give Our Enemies The Means Of Our Own Destruction.

The Loiterer Often Imputes Delay To His More Active Friend.

I Thought These Grapes Were Ripe, But I See Now They Are Quite Sour.

Those Who Suffer Most Cry Out The Least.