Neantóg a dhóigh mé, copóg a leigheas mé.

A nettle burns (stings) me. Dock will cure me.

Note: The English language equivalent is "It is better to turn and run away and live to fight another day". This seanfhocal is handy justification once one has already decided to flee the field of battle. Whatever happened to the concepts of a glorious defeat and death with honor?