Fate makes a beggar a king, and a king a beggar; it makes a rich man into a poor man, and a poor man into a rich man.

The miser’s enemy is a beggar, the fool’s enemy is an intelligent man, the adulterous wife’s enemy is her husband, a thief’s enemy is the moon.

Those who have no learning, no penance, no charity, no knowledge, no good conduct, no virtue, and no righteousness; they are from the world of the dead and on the earth are simply a burden; in the form of humans, they roam around like deers.

At the end, without a summarized essence an instruction cannot be given; being in the company of the Malaya Mountain does not make a bamboo tree a sandalwood tree.

One who does not possess his own awareness, what can scriptures do for him? One who is blind, what can a mirror do for him?

To make a bad person into a good person, no solution exists on this earth; even if the anus is washed a hundred times, yet it does not become a superior organ.

Hating one’s own self results in death, hating others results in one’s loss of wealth, hating the king results in one’s annihilation, and hating a Brahmin results in the ruin of one’s family.

Better to live under a tree in a forest full of tigers and elephants, eat fruits and drink spring water, lie on the grass and wear torn barks of trees, than to stay in the midst of relatives, living a life without wealth.

A Brahmin is like a tree, whose roots are the evening prayers, whose branches are the Vedas, and whose righteous acts are the leaves; hence, the root should be carefully protected, for if the root is torn, then there will be no branches and no leaves.