Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, if you piss them off, they are a mile away... and barefoot.
by Dorothy Parker
Who lay against the sea, and fled,
Who lightly loved the wave,
Shall never know, when he is dead,
A cool and murmurous grave.
But in a shallow pit shall rest
For all eternity,
And bear the earth upon the breas
That once had worn the sea.