There Is No Book In The World

Hunger Is The Worst Of Diseases, The Body The Greatest Of Pains; If One Knows This Truly, That Is Nirv?na, The Highest Happiness.

That Deed Is Not Well Done Of Which A Man Must Repent, And The Reward Of Which He Receives Crying And With A Tearful Face.

He In Whom All This Is Destroyed, And Taken Out With The Very Root, He, When Freed From Hatred And Wise, Is Called Respectable.

It Is The Heart That Makes The Critic, Not The Nose.

In Order To Discover Truth, We Must Be Truthful Ourselves, And Must Welcome Those Who Point Out Our Errors As Heartily As Those Who Approve And Confirm Our Discoveries.