Hang 'em first, try 'em later.
Time will pass and seasons will come and go.
You can't tell how good a man or a watermelon is 'til they get thumped.
A decent cowboy does not take what belongs to someone else and if he does he deserves to be strung up and left for the flies and coyotes
Don't interfere with something that ain't bothering' you none.
And finally Winter, with its bitin', and whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.