Ernest Bramah (1868 – 1942)
Author of a series of stories about Kai Lung, a Chinese storyteller, and was also the creator of the blind detective Max Carrados.
Eat in the dark the bargain that you purchased in the dusk.
When struck by a thunderbolt it is unnecessary to consult the Book of Dates as to the precise meaning of the omen.
One may ride upon a tiger's back but it is fatal to dismount.
The one-legged never stumble.
There are few situations in life that cannot be honourably settled, and without loss of time, either by suicide, a bag of gold, or by thrusting a despised antagonist over the edge of a precipice upon a dark night.
It is a mark of insincerity of purpose to spend one's time in looking for the sacred Emperor in the low-class tea-shops.
He who has failed three times sets up as an instructor.
Do not adjust your sandals while passing through a melon-field, nor yet arrange your hat beneath an orange-tree.
Should a person on returning from the city discover his house to be in flames, let him examine well the change which he has received from the chair-carrier before it is too late; for evil never travels alone.
Alas! It is well written, "The road to eminence lies through the cheap and exceedingly uninviting eating-houses."
When Ling was communicating to any person the signs by which messengers might find him, he was compelled to add, "the neighbourhood in which this contemptible person resides is that officially known as 'the mean quarter favoured by the lower class of those who murder by treachery'," and for this reason he was not always treated with the regard to which his attainments entitled him, or which he would have unquestionably received had he been able to describe himself as of "the partly-drained and uninfected area reserved to Mandarins and their friends."
He is capable of any crime, from reviling the Classics to diverting water courses.
Before hastening to secure a possible reward of five taels by dragging an unobservant person away from a falling building, examine well his features lest you find, when too late, that it is one to whom you are indebted for double that amount.
"When an alluring woman comes in at the door," warningly traced the austere Kien-fi on the margin of his well-known essay, "discretion may be found up the chimney". It is incredible that beneath this ever-timely reminder an obscure disciple should have added the words: "The wiser the sage, the more profound the folly."
At the mention of the name and offence of this degraded being a great sound went up from the entire multitude – a universal cry of execration, not greatly dissimilar from that which may be frequently heard in the crowded Temple of Impartiality when the one whose duty it is to take up, at a venture, the folded papers, announces that the sublime Emperor, or some mandarin of exalted rank, has been so fortunate as to hold the winning number in the Annual State Lottery.
"Excellence," besought Kai Lung, not without misgivings,"how many warriors, each having some actual existence, are there in your never-failing band?"
"For all purposes save those of attack and defence there are fifteen score of the best and bravest, as their pay-sheets well attest," was the confident response. "In a strictly literal sense, however, there are no more than can be seen on a mist-enshrouded day with a resolutely closed eye."
However deep you dig a well it affords no refuge in the time of flood.
In his countenance this person read an expression of no-encouragement towards his venture.
Better a dish of husks to the accompaniment of a muted lute than to be satiated with stewed shark's fin and rich spiced wine of which the cost is frequently mentioned by the provider.
One learns to itch where one can scratch.