Let us keep a firm grip upon our money, for without it the whole assembly of virtues are but as blades of grass.
BHARTRHARIThose from whom we were born have long since departed, and those with whom we grew up exist only in memory. We, too, through the approach of death, become, as it were, trees growing on the sandy bank of a river.
More Bhartrhari Quotes
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A good man may fall, but he falls like a ball [and rebounds]; the ignoble man falls like a lump of clay.
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Three courses open lie to wealth, to give, enjoy, or lose, Who shrinketh from the former two, perforce the third doth choose.
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Idleness is a great enemy to mankind. There is no friend like energy, for, if you cultivate that, it will never fail.
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For a moment man is a boy, for a moment a lovesick youth, for a moment bereft of wealth, for a moment in the height of prosperity; then at life’s end with limbs worn out by old age and wrinkles adorning his face, like an actor he retires behind the curtain of death.
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Knowledge is wonderful and truth serene But man in their service bleeds.
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Trees bend low with ripened fruit; clouds hang down with gentle rain; noble people bow graciously. This is the way of generous things.
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Fate’s sentence written on the brow no hand can e’er efface.
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Those who possess that treasure which no thief can take away, Which, though on suppliants freely spent, increaseth day by day,
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The source of inward happiness which shall outlast the earth– To them e’en kings should yield the palm, and own their higher worth.
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The constant man loses not his virtue in misfortune. A torch may point towards the ground, but its flame will still point upwards.
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Those from whom we were born have long since departed, and those with whom we grew up exist only in memory. We, too, through the approach of death, become, as it were, trees growing on the sandy bank of a river.
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Kindness can turn the bad man’s heart, and fools convert to wise, Make poison into nectar-juice, and friends of enemies.
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There is no medicine to cure a fool!
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Even the severed branch grows again, and the sunken moon returns: wise men who ponder this are not troubled in adversity.
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I have not wasted life, but life hath wasted me.
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