Aesop's Fable Friday
A Fir-tree was boasting to a Bramble, and said, somewhat contemptuously, "You poor creature, you are of no use whatever. Now, look at me: I am useful for all sorts of things, particularly when men build houses; they can't do without me then."
But the Bramble replied, "Ah, that's all very well: but you wait until they come with axes and saws to cut you down, and then you'll wish you were a Bramble and not a Fir."
Moral of the story: Better poverty without a care than wealth with its many obligations.
Alright - this moral seems off to me. I like this better:
Don't look down on others, all have their advantages and disadvantages. Or:
Those who believe themselves better end up eating their words. Or:
He who is still around to laugh, laughs best!
Something like that.