Make Of The Silence Your To-do Tasks,

May Liberal Men Abound With Us! May Our Knowledge Of The Vedas And Our Progeny Increase! May Faith Not Forsake Us! May We Have Much To Give To The Needy.

Burn Worldly Love, Rub The Ashes And Make Ink Of It, Make The Heart The Pen, The Intellect The Writer, Write That Which Has No End Or Limit.

Truth Is The Highest Virtue, But Higher Still Is Truthful Living.

He Who, Having Lost His Parents Or Being Abandoned, By Them Without ,just Cause, Gives Himself To A ,man , Is Called A Son Self Given.

The Production Of Children, The Nurture Of Those Born, And The Daily Life Of Men, Of These Matters Woman Is Visibly The Cause.