Chanakya Quotes

To bankrupt a fool, give him information.

Only the stupidest calves choose their own butcher.

We shall not grow wiser before we learn that much that we have done was very foolish.

The misfortune of the wise is better than the prosperity of the fool.

I guess none of us like to look back in our lives to a time when we made poor judgments and foolish mistakes.

Foolishness is rarely a matter of lack of intelligence or even lack of information.

For a long time, I have hoped for better days, but alas, today it is necessary for me to lose all hope. My poor wife suffers more and more. I do not think it is possible to be any weaker.

I'm sure it's very obvious . . . how upset I am with incompetence and the lack of common sense in life. If I can sum up the reason . . . it's that these characteristics are not benign. They are responsible for much, if not most, of the great problems, misery, and injustice in the world.

Certain kinds of foolishness are such that a greater foolishness would be better.

And if my present actions strike you as foolish, let's just say I've been accused of folly by a fool.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

He never said a foolish thing nor never did a wise one.

Foolishness is a twin sister of wisdom.

Fool beckons fool, and dunce awakens dunce.

Please don't miss me too much. Please don't be too sad. Find someone else to love, because you have much love to give and it's a gift that shouldn't be wasted. You , Jesse, were the rose that made my life sweet.I will wait for you in heaven.

If you make a deal with a fool, don't be surprised when they act foolishly.

Men are good. But they are poor victims making themselves miserable under the false belief that they are doing good.

Youth ages, immaturity is outgrown, ignorance can be educated, and drunkenness sobered, but stupid lasts forever.

"You see," said Mr. Toots, "what I wanted in a wife was - in short, was sense. Money, Feeder, I had. Sense I - I had not, particularly."

Fools rush in where wise men fear to trade.

Firefly: Where is your husband? Mrs. Teasdale: Why, he's dead. Firefly: I'll bet he's just using that as an excuse. Mrs. Teasdale: I was with him to the very end. Firefly: Hmmph. No wonder he passed away. Mrs. Teasdale: I held him in my arms and kissed him. Firefly: Oh I see. Then, it was murder.

I am descended from a very long line my mother once foolishly listened to.

I wish somebody had told me love does not die, that we can continue to receive and give love after death.

There are so many fools in the world for the devil to operate upon, it gives him the advantage oftentimes.