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

He who has wealth has friends.

He who has wealth has friends and relations; he alone survives and is respected as a man.

Do not put your trust in rivers, men who carry weapons, beasts with claws or horns, women, and members of a royal family.

Even a captured enemy is not to be trusted.

It is better to die than to preserve this life by incurring disgrace. The loss of life causes but a moment’s grief, but disgrace brings grief every day of one’s life.

Rain which falls upon the sea is useless; so is food for one who is satiated; in vain is a gift for one who is wealthy; and a burning lamp during the daytime is useless.

My dear child, if you desire to be free from the cycle of birth and death, then abandon the objects of sense gratification as poison. Drink instead the nectar of forbearance, upright conduct, mercy, cleanliness and truth.

Beauty is spoiled by an immoral nature; noble birth by bad conduct; learning, without being perfected; and wealth by not being properly utilised.

The poor wish for wealth; animals for the faculty of speech; men wish for heaven; and godly persons for liberation.

The low minded are fond of deception the nature of low-minded people never changes.

Do not reveal what you have thought upon doing, but by wise council keep it secret being determined to carry it into execution.

They (low-minded) ones should never be trusted.

He who runs away from a fearful calamity, a foreign invasion, a terrible famine, and the companionship of wicked men is safe.

Do not put your trust in a bad companion nor even trust an ordinary friend, for if he should get angry with you, he may bring all your secrets to light.

A low-minded person should not be given good advice.

Test a servant while in the discharge of his duty, a relative in difficulty, a friend in adversity, and a wife in misfortune.

No one ever laid out the sequence of events that led to my mother being prosecuted and imprisoned for alleged welfare fraud.

Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

When death is so certain, it is better to die for a good cause.

Dear Friend: I have nearly died three times since morning.

Man does not live by murder alone. He needs affection, approval, encouragement and, occasionally, a hearty meal.

Television has brought back murder into the home – where it belongs.

I could not stop for death and he did not stop for me.