Enemies Strike At Weak Points.

Poverty, Disease, Sorrow, Imprisonment And Other Evils Are The Fruits Borne By The Tree Of One's Own Sins.

Women Have Hunger Two-fold, Shyness Four-fold, Daring Six-fold, And Lust Eight-fold As Compared To Men.

He Who Runs Away From A Fearful Calamity, A Foreign Invasion, A Terrible Famine, And The Companionship Of Wicked Men Is Safe.

My Dear Child, If You Desire To Be Free From The Cycle Of Birth And Death, Then Abandon The Objects Of Sense Gratification As Poison. Drink Instead The Nectar Of Forbearance, Upright Conduct, Mercy, Cleanliness And Truth.

The Disgrace Of One's People Brings Sorrow To The Nobel Minded.