Those Who Enter Through The Back Door

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.

Any Excuse Will Serve A Tyrant.

Uninvited Guests Seldom Meet A Welcome.

We Should Use Our Judgment Before Coming To A Decision.

Slow But Steady Wins The Race.