We must each of us bear our own misfortunes.

The wicked flee when none pursueth.

You do not think much of me, do you, Cogburn?" "I don't think about you at all when your mouth is closed.

I have known some horses and a good many more pigs who I believe harbored evil intent in their hearts. I will go further and say all cats are wicked, though often useful. Who has not seen Satan in their sly faces?

But I had not the strength nor the inclination to bandy words with a drunkard. What have you done when you have bested a fool?

One time you smash a bug with no mercy. Another time you find one helpless on his back with his legs flailing the air, and you flip him over and let him go on his way. The struggle that touches the heart.

What have you done when you have bested a fool?