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There are two things about which we should never grumble.

1. Those things which we can prevent.

2. Those things that we cannot prevent.

The best things to give are rice and pulse, the best not to give is a word of abuse from the mouth; the best to drink is the cup of anger, the best not to eat is unlawful gain.*


Never make a mountain of a mole-hill.

Honour the old, instruct the young, consult the wise, and bear with the foolish.

Familiarity breeds contempt.


Bad company brings the wretchedness of a family

in its train,

Wealth always disappears with union;

Industry brings with it both prosperity and good


Idleness begets poverty;

Infamy is always the result of niggardliness,

Generosity adds to fame ;

Dalpat says lying engenders distrust,

And truthfulness mostly builds up credit.

* Translated by W. H. Hamilton.

A Gujarati poet.


Hear much, to dissipate doubt; take heed that in the abundance of your words there be nothing amiss : see much, to get rid of miserable ignorance; take heed to your conduct that there be no cause for repentance. Your conversation being faultless, and your conduct without anything of which you ought to repent, a princely revenue is contained therein.



Four things are grievously empty:-
1. A head without brains,

2. A wit without judgment,
3. A heart without honesty,
4. A purse without money.

Sadness kills mirth; winter, autumn; the sun, darkness; ingratitude, good deeds; the presence of a friend, grief; good policy, misfortune; and bad policy, prosperous fortune.


The strength obtained by food will fail,
So will the gold which fills your purse.
The glories of your house will pale,
Your lofty fort will prove a curse.
Not one of these will serve you well,
To fight against the king of hell.
Then, sons of mine, your voices raise
In world-renowned Vishnu's praise. ‡

* From Marshman's Works of Confucius.

† Prof. Johnson's edition.

A Canarese song, from the Folk-songs of Southern India by Charles E. Gover.

In pride or strength, in hate or love,
In wealth or goods, put not your trust.
Embrace the feet of God above,

Or else your hopes will turn to dust.
Long thought on God will steel the mind,
Against the ills which all men find.

And if thy sorrows thou wouldst heal,

To glorious Vishnu ever kneel.*

*A Canarese song, from the Folk-sorgs of Southern India by Charles E. Gover.



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