The Book of Delight and Other Papers by Israel Abrahams
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grape and the pomegranate, and then tells stories and proverbs "from the
books of the Arabs." A man said to a sage, "Thou braggest of thy wisdom, but it came from me." "Yes," replied the sage, "and it forgot its way back."--Who is the worst of men? He who is good in his own esteem.--Said a king to a sage, "Sweet would be a king's reign if it lasted forever." "Had such been your predecessor's lot," replied the wise man, "how would you have reached the throne?"--A man laid a complaint before the king; the latter drove the suppliant out with violence. "I entered with one complaint," sighed the man, "I leave with two."--What is style? Be brief and do not repeat yourself.--The king once visited a nobleman's house, and asked the latter's son, "Whose house is better, your father's or mine?" "My father's," said the boy, "while the king is in it."--A king put on a new robe, which did not become him. "It is not good to wear," said a courtier, "but it is good to put on." The king put the robe on him.--A bore visited a sick man. "What ails thee?" he asked. "Thy presence," said the sufferer.--A man of high lineage abused a wise man of lowly birth. "My lineage is a blot on me," retorted a sage, "thou art a blot on thy lineage."--To another who reviled him for his lack of noble ancestry, he retorted, "Thy noble line ends with thee, with me mine begins."--Diogenes and Dives were attacked by robbers. "Woe is me," said Dives, "if they recognize me." "Woe is me," said Diogenes, "if they do not recognize me."--A philosopher sat by the target at which the archers were shooting. "'Tis the safest spot," said he.--An Arab's brother died. "Why did he die?" one asked. "Because he lived," was the answer.--"What hast thou laid up for the cold weather?" they asked a poor fellow. "Shivering," he answered.--Death is the dread of the rich and the hope of the poor.--Which is the best of the beasts? Woman.--Hide thy virtues as thou hidest thy faults.--A dwarf brought a complaint to his king. "No one," |
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