“People’s Fury is above all the furies.”

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?

What good is a cow that neither gives milk nor conceives? Similarly, what is the value of the birth of a son if he becomes neither learned nor a pure devotee of the Lord?

Love is indicated by deeds. (and not by words)

The forest fire burns even tree like sandalwood.

Lakshmi, the Goddess of wealth, comes of Her own accord where fools are not respected, grain is well stored up, and the husband and wife do not quarrel.

Enemies strike at weak points.

He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.

Learning is a friend on the journey; a wife in the house; medicine in sickness; and religious merit is the only friend after death.

The ruler should employ person in tasks according to their abilities because Knowers ( or the means ) and efficient employees make impossible tasks also possible.

Till the enemy’s weakness is known , he should be kept on friendly terms.

Let not a single day pass without your learning a verse, half a verse, or a fourth of it, or even one letter of it; nor without attending to charity, study and other pious activity.

Temperament is the thermometer of character.

A man who does not know how to be angry, does not know how to be good. Now and then a man should be shaken to the core with indignation over things evil.

When anger rises up I let it breathe. A fire burns out, eventually.

Being angry and resentful of someone is like letting them live rent-free in your head.

Anger makes you vulnerable, It slowdowns the mind and make us slip our tongues often.

I get a little heated when I talk about the past. But I wanted to be clear – I’m not mad at anybody – not anymore.

Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.

Anger is my biggest enemy in life.