Two Men were traveling in company through a forest, when, all at once, a huge Bear crashed out of the brush near them. A third time and she drew out the chestnut. What they seemed to think of more than anything else was to get something to eat, and it did not matter much to them how they got it. Please let me go, he pleaded. The Woodman was in despair. One warm summer afternoon as she dozed away in her den in the old oak tree, a Grasshopper nearby began a joyous but very raspy song. Indeed he became about three times as big around the middle as he was when he went in. Thus ungratefully, O Jupiter, do men receive their blessings!
If you try to please all, you please none.