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“Those who make an effort to display their virtues, do the same to conceal their vices”.
A zahid was the guest of a king. When he sat down at table he ate more
sparingly from that than his appetite inclined him, and when he stood up at
prayers he continued longer at them than it was his custom; that they might
form a high opinion of his sanctity. —
“The foundation of injustice in the world began with small unjust deeds.”
They have related that at a hunting seat they were roasting some game for
Nushirowan, and as there was no salt they were despatching a servant to the
village to fetch some. Nushirowan called to him, saying, “Take it at its fair
price, and not by force, lest a bad precedent be established and the village
desolated.” They asked, “What damage can ensue from this trifle?” He
answered, “Originally, the basis of oppression in this world was small, and
every newcomer added to it, till it reached to its present extent: — Let the
monarch eat but one apple from a peasant’s orchard, and his guards, or
slaves, will pull up the tree by its root. From the plunder of five eggs, that
the king shall sanction, his troops will stick a thousand fowls on their spits.”
“The pain you give to others eventually finds its way back to you.”
They tell a story of a tyrant who bought fire-wood from the poor at a low
price, and sold it to the rich at an advance. A good and holy man went up to
him and said, “Thou art a snake, who bitest everybody thou seest; or an
owl, who diggest up and makest a ruin of the place where thou sittest: —
Although thy injustice may pass unpunished among us, it cannot escape
God, the knower of secrets. Be not unjust with the people of this earth, that
their complaints may not rise up to heaven.”
They say the unjust man was offended at his words, turned aside his
face, and showed him no civility, as they have expressed it (in the Koran):
— He, the glorified God, overtook him amidst his sins: — till one night,
when the fire of his kitchen fell upon the stack of wood, consumed all his
property, and laid him from the bed of luxury upon the ashes of
hell torments. That good and holy man happened to be passing and
observed that he was remarking to his friends, “I cannot fancy whence this
fire fell upon my dwelling.” He said, “From the smoke of the hearts of the
poor! — Guard against the smoke of the sore-afflicted heart, for an inside
sore will at last gather into a head. Give nobody’s heart pain so long as thou
canst avoid it, for one sigh may set a whole world into a flame.”
They have related that these verses were inscribed in golden letters upon
Kai-khosráu’s crown:— “How many years, and what a continuance of ages,
that mankind shall on this earth walk over my head. As the kingdom came
to me from hand to hand, so it shall pass into the hands of others.”
“Do not turn away from knowledge even if one has to get it from the teachings of the
ignorant.”