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I see death is like the blundering of a blind camel;—him whom he meets he kills, and he whom he misses lives and will become old./ And he who does not act with kindness in many affairs will be torn by teeth and trampled under foot./ And he, who makes benevolent acts intervene before honor, increases his honor; and he, who does not avoid abuse, will be abused.
The Poem of Zuhair, from The Mu'allaqat

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