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.

Familiarity gives rise to contempt.

Obscurity brings safety.

Slow but steady wins the race.

Much outcry, little outcome.

I am sure the grapes are sour.

Equals make the best friends.