Aesop

It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.

It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.

The Fox and the Monkey
A monkey once danced in an assembly of the Beasts, and so pleased them all read more

The Fox and the Monkey
A monkey once danced in an assembly of the Beasts, and so pleased them all by his performance that they elected him their King. A Fox, envying him the honor, discovered a piece of meat lying in a trap, and leading the Monkey to the place where it was, said that she had found a store, but had not used it, she had kept it for him as treasure trove of his kingdom, and counseled him to lay hold of it. The Monkey approached carelessly and was caught in the trap; and on his accusing the Fox of purposely leading him into the snare, she replied, O Monkey, and are you, with such a mind as yours, going to be King over the Beasts?

The Fighting Cocks and the Eagle
Two game cocks were fiercely fighting for the mastery of the farmyard. One at read more

The Fighting Cocks and the Eagle
Two game cocks were fiercely fighting for the mastery of the farmyard. One at last put the other to flight. The vanquished Cock skulked away and hid himself in a quiet corner, while the conqueror, flying up to a high wall, flapped his wings and crowed exultingly with all his might. An Eagle sailing through the air pounced upon him and carried him off in his talons. The vanquished Cock immediately came out of his corner, and ruled henceforth with undisputed mastery.
Pride goes before destruction.

The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.

The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.

The Ants and the Grasshopper
THE ANTS were spending a fine winter's day drying grain collected
in the summertime. read more

The Ants and the Grasshopper
THE ANTS were spending a fine winter's day drying grain collected
in the summertime. A Grasshopper, perishing with famine, passed
by and earnestly begged for a little food. The Ants inquired of
him, Why did you not treasure up food during the summer?' He
replied, I had not leisure enough. I passed the days in
singing. They then said in derision: If you were foolish enough
to sing all the summer, you must dance supperless to bed in the
winter.
It is thrifty to prepare today for the wants of tomorrow.