“If you dig a pit for others to fall into,
you will fall into it yourself.”
Rumi (1207–1273) Iranian poet
Rumi Daylight (1990)
Lexicon Tetraglotton (1660)
“If you dig a pit for others to fall into,
you will fall into it yourself.”
Rumi (1207–1273) Iranian poet
Rumi Daylight (1990)
Dan Simmons book The Rise of Endymion
Source: The Rise of Endymion (1997), Chapter 33 (p. 674)
Nelson Algren book The Man with the Golden Arm
Frankie Machine above the Club Safari, where drug is sold.
The Man with the Golden Arm (1949)
Context: The clock in the room above the Safari told only Junkie Time. For every hour here was Old Junkie's Hour and the walls were the color of all old junkies' dreams: the hue of diluted morphine in the moment before the needle draws the suffering blood. / Walls that went up and up like walls in a troubled dream. Walls like water where no legend could be written and no hand grasp metal or wood. [... ] He was falling between glacial walls, he didn't know how anyone could fall so far away from everyone else in the world. So far to fall, so cold all the way, so steep and dark between those morphine-colored walls of [an addict]'s terrible pit.
Stephen Vincent Benét book The Devil and Daniel Webster
The Devil and Daniel Webster (1937)
Context: Finally, it was time for him to get up on his feet, and he did so, all ready to bust out with lightning and denunciations. But before he started he looked over the judge and jury for a moment, such being his custom. And he noticed the glitter in their eyes was twice as strong as before, and they all leaned forward. Like hounds just before they get the fox, they thickened as he watched them. Then he saw what he'd been about to do, and he wiped his forehead, as a man might who's just escaped falling into a pit in the dark.
For it was him they'd come for, not only Jabez Stone. He read it in the glitter of their eyes and in the way the stranger hid his mouth with one hand. And if he fought them with their own weapons, he'd fall into their power; he knew that, though he couldn't have told you how. It was his own anger and horror that burned in their eyes; and he'd have to wipe that out or the case was lost. He stood there for a moment, his black eyes burning like anthracite. And then he began to speak.
“The grave will fall in upon him who digs it.”
Leonardo Da Vinci (1452–1519) Italian Renaissance polymath
The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci (1883), XIX Philosophical Maxims. Morals. Polemics and Speculations.
Noel Coward (1899–1973) English playwright, composer, director, actor and singer
Me and the Girls (1964).
“This is the devil. Flesh to flesh, he bleats
The herd back to the pit of being.”
Randall Jarrell (1914–1965) poet, critic, novelist, essayist
"The Knight, Death and the Devil," lines 17-20
The Seven-League Crutches (1951)
Context: His eye a ring inside a ring inside a ring
That leers up, joyless, vile, in meek obscenity —
This is the devil. Flesh to flesh, he bleats
The herd back to the pit of being.
Cassandra Clare The Mortal Instruments
Luke and Clary, pg. 211
The Mortal Instruments, City of Ashes (2008)