Idleness is a great enemy to mankind. There is no friend like energy, for, if you cultivate that, it will never fail.
BHARTRHARIEven the severed branch grows again, and the sunken moon returns: wise men who ponder this are not troubled in adversity.
More Bhartrhari Quotes
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Fate’s sentence written on the brow no hand can e’er efface.
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Man is but a beast without it: such a glorious god is Learning.
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There is no medicine to cure a fool!
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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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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 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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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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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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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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Knowledge is wonderful and truth serene But man in their service bleeds.
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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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The pearl on my beloved’s neck, Afflicted sore the oyster!
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Let us keep a firm grip upon our money, for without it the whole assembly of virtues are but as blades of grass.
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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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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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