Conceit May Bring About One's Own Downfall.

The Haft Of The Arrow Had Been Feathered With One Of The Eagle's Own Lures. We Often Give Our Enemies The Means Of Our Own Destruction.

If You Are A Friend, Why Do You Bite Me So Hard? If An Enemy, Why Do You Fawn On Me?

While I See Many Hoof Marks Going In, I See None Coming Out. It Is Easier To Get Into The Enemy's Toils Than Out Again.

A Doubtful Friend Is Worse Than A Certain Enemy. Let A Man Be One Thing Or The Other, And We Then Know How To Meet Him.

There Can Be Little Liking Where There Is No Likeness.