Don't Kill The Goose That Lays The

There Is Always Someone Worse Off Than Yourself.

Avoid A Remedy That Is Worse Than The Disease.

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.

Slow But Steady Wins The Race.

Better To Starve Free Than Be A Fat Slave