Every dog is a lion at home.

They could be two or three miles from home. They all had bells around their necks that made different sounds. My brother and I got so we could tell which cow it was just by hearing the bell.

Friends are like fiddle strings; they must not be screwed too tight.

Few there are that will endure a true friend.

Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.

Courage ought to have eyes as well as arms.