“All types of riches should be amassed by all means.”

The earth is supported by the power of truth; it is the power of truth that makes the sun shine and the winds blow; indeed all things rest upon truth.

The world’s biggest power is the youth and beauty of a woman.

A still-born son is superior to a foolish son endowed with a long life. The first causes grief for but a moment while the latter like a blazing fire consumes his parents in grief for life.

A wise man should marry a virgin of a respectable family even if she is deformed. He should not marry one of a low-class family, through beauty. Marriage in a family of equal status is preferable.

There are three gems upon this earth; food, water, and pleasing words – fools consider pieces of rocks as gems.

We should not fret for what is past, nor should we be anxious about the future; men of discernment deal only with the present moment.

Water is the medicine for indigestion; it is invigorating when the food that is eaten is well digested; it is like nectar when drunk in the middle of a dinner; and it is like poison when taken at the end of a meal.

Treat your kid like a darling for the first five years. For the next five years, scold them. By the time they turn sixteen, treat them like a friend. Your grown up children are your best friends.

The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction.

She is a true wife who is clean (suci), expert, chaste, pleasing to the husband, and truthful.

The learned are envied by the foolish; rich men by the poor; chaste women by adulteresses; and beautiful ladies by ugly ones.

Virtuous persons and fruit-laden trees bow, but fools and dry sticks break because they do not bend.

Wealth, a friend, a wife, and a kingdom may be regained; but this body when lost may never be acquired again.

He who look at a woman who is not his wife as a mother; wealth that is not his as dust and all the men as himself… is a happy man. He, who sees all these things under a different light, is a blind.

The beauty of a cuckoo is in its notes, that of a woman in her unalloyed devotion to her husband, that of an ugly person in his scholarship, and that of an ascetic in his forgiveness.

What vice could be worse than covetousness? What is more sinful than slander? For one who is truthful, what need is there for austerity? For one who has a clean heart, what is the need for pilgrimage?