One day a flea kept plaguing a man relentlessly. He caught it and said, "Who are you, who have feasted on all my limbs, biting me all over?" It replied, "It is our way of living; do not kill me; for I can do no great harm." The man began to laugh and said to it, "You are going to die at once, and by my own hand; for whether the harm is small or great, it must absolutely be prevented from happening."
Do not spare a malicious creature merely because it seems weak.Moral
One fable, every Sunday, in your inbox.