Contention.—

I never loved those salamanders that are never well but when they are in the fire of contention, I will rather suffer a thousand wrongs than offer one: I will suffer a hundred, rather than return one; I will suffer many ere I complain of one, or endeavour to right it by contending. I have ever found that to strive with my superiors is foolish; with my equals, doubtful; with my inferiors, sordid and base; with any, full of unquietness.