a wolf had been hurt in a fight with a bear. he was unable to move and could not satisfy his hunger and thirst. a sheep passed by near his hiding place, and the wolf called to him.

"please fetch me a drink of water," he begged, "that might give me strength enough so i can get me some solid food."

"solid food!" said the sheep. "that means me, i suppose. if i should bring you a drink, it would only serve to wash me down your throat. don't talk to me about a drink!"

a knave's hypocrisy is easily seen through.

hares, as you know, are very timid. the least shadow, sends them scurrying in fright to a hiding place. once they decided to die rather than live in such misery. but while they were debating how best to meet death, they thought they heard a noise and in a flash were scampering off to the warren. on the way they passed a pond where a family of frogs was sitting among the reeds on the bank. in an instant the startled frogs were seeking safety in the mud.

"look," cried a hare, "things are not so bad after all, for here are creatures who are even afraid of us!"

however unfortunate we may think we are there is always someone worse off than ourselves.