Big is the frond of the palm but scentless; sweet scented is the tiny magizha flower. Judge not men therefore from size merely. The vast ocean has water not fit for a bath; the tin spring by its side has good drinking water.
Thought it is really rice that sprouts out of the husk, yet if the husk be gone paddy will not grow; likewise even unto men of great energy, nothing will be possible except with suitable instruments.
Harsh words do not conquer soft ones; the arrow that strikes down elephants harms not a piece of cotton; the rock that is not split with the long iron crowbar, splits when the roots of a tender shrub enter it.
Avvaiyar – the Tamil saint-poetess lived thousands of years ago, propagating virtues, morality and spirituality through simple poems.