“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.”

Don’t judge the future of a person based on his present conditions, because time has the power to change black coal to shiny diamond.

Time perfects men as well as destroys them.

Considersing the forebearance of a person, Do not harass him.

Our bodies are perishable, wealth is not at all permanent and death is always nearby. Therefore we must immediately engage in acts of merit.

The king shall lose no time when the opportunity waited for arrives.

A debt should be paid off till the last penny; An enemy should be destroyed without a trace.

A thing may be dreaded as long as it has not overtaken you.

Low class men desire wealth;middle class men both wealth and respect; but the noble, honour only; hence honour is the noble man’s true wealth.

Even if a snake is not poisonous, it should pretend to be venomous.

The biggest guru-mantra is: never share your secrets with anybody. It will destroy you.

Books are as useful to a stupid person as a mirror is useful to a blind person.

Knowledge is lost without putting it into practice; a man is lost due to ignorance; an army is lost without a commander; and a woman is lost without a husband.

The wise man should restrain his senses like the crane and accomplish his purpose with due knowledge of his place, time and ability.

For good days one should save money, women should be protected even if it takes the money saved. But for self preservation the money and the women should be sacrificed!!

What good can the scriptures do to a man who has no sense of his own? Of what use is as mirror to a blind man?

A ruler wishing to win should not trust a captured enemy even if he may be extending had to be friend. Because deep rooted enmity, however, concealed, will surely come to light.

Listen to the beat of beauty with your heart.

And she started flying, just like the beautiful butterfly she is.

True beauty is reflected from within.

She is like a beautiful night. Full of stars and darkness.

Darling, Crying over beauty sometimes is fine; You are only human after all.

And through all your phases you are still beautiful.

The beauty in the suffering is not the lack of love they have, it’s the depth of love they swam into that drowned them among their highest waters.

Your poems are so beautiful I almost forgot the pain you lived to pen them-from pain comes with beautiful things.