It is folly to waste labour about trifles.
Be merry if you are wise.
There is no glory in otustripping donkeys.
You'll get no laurel crown for outrunning a burrow.
I seem to you cruel and too much addicted to gluttony, when I beat my cook for sending up a bad dinner. If that appears to you too trifling a cause, say for what cause you would have a cook flogged.
I do not hate the man, but his vices.