“Through shallow intellect, the mind becomes shallow, and one eats the fly, along with the sweets.”

Speak only that which will bring you honor.

Far from wife and son am 1, far from land and wealth and other notions of that kind. I am the Witness, the Eternal, the Inner Self.

As a father ,supports his sons, so let the eldest support his younger brothers, and let them also in accordance with the law behave towards their eldest brother as sons ,behave.

He who, having lost his parents or being abandoned, by them without ,just cause, gives himself to a, man , is called a son self given.

An adopted son shall never take the family, name and the estate of his natural father, the funeral cake follows the family, name and the estate, the funeral offerings of him who gives, his son in adoption cease, as far as that son is concerned.

Dwell in peace in the home of your own being, and the Messenger of Death will not be able to touch you.

I am neither a child, a young man, nor an ancient; nor am I of any caste.

I am neither male nor female, nor am I sexless. I am the Peaceful One, whose form is self-effulgent, powerful radiance.

Food sacred to the manes or to the gods must be given to a man distinguished by sacred knowledge, for hands, smeared with blood, cannot be cleansed with blood.

My mind and body, my mind and body I cut my body into pieces, and I dedicate these to Him.

The production of children, the nurture of those born, and the daily life of men, of these matters woman is visibly the cause.

God is one, but he has innumerable forms. He is the creator of all and He himself takes the human form.

I am a song bird, I am a meek song bird, I offer my prayer to the Lord.

Be kind to all beings, this is more meritorious than bathing at the sixty-eight sacred shrines of pilgrimage and donating money.

The True One was there from time immemorial. He is there today and ever there you will find. He never died nor will he ever die. … Look within, you will see Him there enshrined.

Truth is the highest virtue, but higher still is truthful living.

All our lives we sweat and save, Building for a shallow grave.

Most of the times that I think about my relationship to Judaism, I not only accuse myself of a shallowness, but I feel certain that there’s a shallowness there. That’s not a bad thing, really.

True depth of understanding is wide and steady, Shallow understanding is lazy and wandering, Words of wisdom are precise and clear.

Imagination is something you do alone.

Time, so complain’d of, Who to no one man Shows partiality, Brings round to all men Some undimm’d hours.

Below the surface stream, shallow and light, Of what we say and feel below the stream, As light, of what we think we feel, there flows With noiseless current, strong, obscure and deep, The central stream of what we feel indeed.

I’ll try a pagan friend, thought I, since Christian kindness has proved but hollow courtesy.

Deep breaths are very helpful at shallow parties.