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Neither rings, bright chains, nor bracelets, perfumes, flowers, nor well-trimmed hair, Grace a man like polished language, th’ only jewel he should wear.

Bhartrhari

A good man may fall, but he falls like a ball [and rebounds]; the ignoble man falls like a lump of clay.
BHARTRHARI

Fall Good Man Men
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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Boys Men Wrinkles
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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Enemy Energy Friends No
The moth unwitting rushes on the fire, Through ignorance the fish devours the bait, We men know well the foes that lie in wait, Yet cannot shun the meshes of desire.
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Ignorance Lying Men
Man is but a beast without it: such a glorious god is Learning.
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Beast Learning Men
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.
BHARTRHARI

Long Memories Rivers
Neither rings, bright chains, nor bracelets, perfumes, flowers, nor well-trimmed hair, Grace a man like polished language, th’ only jewel he should wear.
BHARTRHARI

Flower Hair Men
Our life is like th’ unstable wave, Our bloom of youth decays. Our joys are brief as lightning flash In summer’s cloudy days, Our riches fleet as swift as thought; Faith in the One Supreme Alone will bear us o’er the gulfs Of Being’s stormy stream.
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God Joy Summer
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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Flames Men Torch
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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Clouds People Rain
There is no medicine to cure a fool!
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Cures Fool Medicine
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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Adversity Moon Wise
Where is the greatest peace? In truth and righteousness. Who is the hero? The man who subdues his senses. Who is the best beloved? The faithful wife. What is wealth? Knowledge. What is the most perfect happiness? Staying at home.
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Beloved Best Knowledge Wealth
Let us keep a firm grip upon our money, for without it the whole assembly of virtues are but as blades of grass.
BHARTRHARI

Blades Money Virtue
Trees loaded with fruit are bent down; the clouds when charged with fresh rain hang down near the earth: even so good men are not uplifted through prosperity. Such is the natural character of the liberal.
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Character Men Rain
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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Giving Lying Two
Fate’s sentence written on the brow no hand can e’er efface.
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Fate Hands
Knowledge is wonderful and truth serene But man in their service bleeds.
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Knowledge Men Wonderful
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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Happiness Inward Kings Source
Kindness can turn the bad man’s heart, and fools convert to wise, Make poison into nectar-juice, and friends of enemies.
BHARTRHARI

Heart Kindness Wise
The pearl on my beloved’s neck, Afflicted sore the oyster!
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Oysters Pearls Sacrifice
I’ve wandered over many lands, and reaped withal no fruit, I’ve laid my pride of rank aside, and pressed my baffled suit, At stranger boards, like shameless crow, I’ve eaten bitter bread, But fierce Desire, that raging fire, still clamours to be fed.
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Fire Land Pride
I have not wasted life, but life hath wasted me.
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Life Wasted Life
What is the most profitable? Fellowship with the good. What is the worst thing in the world? The society of evil men. What is the greatest loss? Failure in ones duty.
BHARTRHARI

Happiness Hero Peace
Those who possess that treasure which no thief can take away, Which, though on suppliants freely spent, increaseth day by day,
BHARTRHARI

Happiness Kings Yield

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