Of all the thirty-six alternatives, running away is the best.
Often one finds one's destiny just where one hides to avoid it.
Once bitten by a snake, he is scared all his life at the mere sight of a rope.
Once bitten by an adder, you will never walk through the high grass again.
One bamboo does not make a forest.
One body cannot perform two services.
One can forgive a murder but not impoliteness.
One cannot manage too many affairs; like pumpkins in water, one pops up while you try to hold down the other.
One dog barks at something specific, and a hundred bark at the sound.
One dog barks at something, the rest bark at him.
One foot cannot stand on two boats.
One generation builds the street on which the next will walk.
One generation plants the trees; another gets the shade.
One joy scatters a hundred griefs.
One man tells a lie, dozens repeat it as the truth.
One measures the towers by their shadows and great people by those who envy them.
One moment's error becomes a lifetime of sadness.
One monk shoulders water by himself; two can still share the labor among them. When it comes to three, they have to go thirsty.
One never accuses without a little bit of lying.
One never needs their humor as much a when they argue with a fool.
One should be just as careful in choosing one's pleasures as in avoiding calamities.
