A good man may fall, but he falls like a ball [and rebounds]; the ignoble man falls like a lump of clay.
BhartrhariKindness can turn the bad man's heart, and fools convert to wise, Make poison into nectar-juice, and friends of enemies.
BhartrhariThose from whom we were born have long since departed, and those with whom we grew up exist only in memory. We, too, through the approach of death, become, as it were, trees growing on the sandy bank of a river.
BhartrhariThe constant man loses not his virtue in misfortune. A torch may point towards the ground, but its flame will still point upwards.
Bhartrhari