There is an illimitable fountain of milk within thee:
Why art thou seeking milk from the pail?
O lake, thou hast a channel to the Sea;
be ashamed to seek water from the pool;
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There is a basket full of loaves on the crown of thy head,
and thou art begging a crust of bread from door to door.
Attend to thine own head, abandon giddy headedness;
go knock at the door of thy heart:
why art thou (knocking) at every door?
Whilst thou art up to the knee in the river water,
thou art heedless of thy self and art seeking water
from this one and that one.
Water in front; and behind too, an unfailing supply of water;
(but) before thine eyes is a barrier and behind them a barrier
Rumi, Mathnawi.
"Who can say that the wailing of bulbul is ineffective.
Don't you see that one flower has itself broken into a thousand petals".
Mirza Ghalib...
For a woman to advise men like youis almost an insult.And yet, my deep troubles compel meto overstep the limits of womanly conduct,make me speak up.The kings of your race, brave as Indra,have for a long time ruled the earth without a break.But now with your own handyou have thrown it away,like a rutting elephant tearing offhis garland with his trunk...If you choose to reject heroic actionand see forbearance as the road to future happiness,then throw away your bow, the symbol of royalty,wear your hair matted in knots,stay here and make offerings in the sacred fire!Draupati to King Yudhisthira in Mahabharataas quoted in The Argumentative Indian by Amartya Sen, p. 9.
SILENT SPECTATORS ARE DANGEROUS
EDMUND BURKE