The Cuckoos Remain Silent For A Long

Learning Is Like A Cow Of Desire. It, Like Her, Yields In All Seasons.

He Who Look At A Woman Who Is Not His Wife As A Mother; Wealth That Is Not His As Dust And All The Men As Himself... Is A Happy Man. He, Who Sees All These Things Under A Different Light, Is A Blind.

As Long As Your Body Is Healthy And Under Control And Death Is Distant, Try To Save Your Soul; When Death Is Immanent What Can You Do?

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.

Do Not Pass Between Two Brahmanas, Between A Brahmana And His Sacrificial Fire, Between A Wife And Her Husband, A Master And His Servant, And A Plough And An Ox.