As drops of bitter medicine, though minute, may have a salutary force, so words, though few and painful, uttered seasonably, may rouse the prostrate energies of those who meet misfortune with despondency.
J. K. BharaviThe friendship of the bad is like the shade of some precipitous bank with crumbling sides, which, falling, buries him who is beneath.
J. K. BharaviThose who wish well towards their friends disdain to please them with words which are not true.
J. K. BharaviDo nothing rashly; want of circumspection is the chief cause of failure and disaster. Fortune, wise lover of the wise, selects him for her lord who ere he acts reflects.
J. K. Bharavi