Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear and uncertainty.
The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
A word in season is most precious.
Don't let your special character and values, the secret that you know and no one else does, the truth - don't let that get swallowed up by the great chewing complacency.
I am sure the grapes are sour.
Gratitude is the sign of noble souls.