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A farmer, seeing a ship tossed by the waves and sinking into the depths, wept and cursed the sea. But the sea cried out to him: “Why, man, do you blame me without cause? It is not I who am responsible for these dangers, but the winds that stir me up. If you choose to sail when they are absent, you will find me gentler than the land.”

So malicious people, whispering in their masters’ ears, rouse even the mildest of them to anger and turmoil.