Conceit May Bring About One's Own Downfall.

Appearances Are Deceptive.

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.

Be Content With What Nature Made You, Or Run The Risk Of Earning Contempt By Trying To Be What You're Not.

It Is Absurd To Ape Our Betters.

Betray A Friend, And You'll Often Find You Have Ruined Yourself.