Your suffering is my suffering and your happiness is my happiness.
To stop suffering, stop greediness. Greediness is a source of suffering.
Silence is an empty space, space is the home of the awakened mind.
What’s done to the children is done to society.
If you hold yourself dear, protect yourself well.
If you find someone with wisdom, good judgment, and good actions; make him a companion.
If a man’s thoughts are muddy, If he is reckless and full of deceit, How can he wear the yellow robe? Whoever is master of his own nature, Bright, clear and true, He may indeed wear the yellow robe.
You are as the yellow leaf. The messengers of death are at hand. You are to travel far away. What will you take with you? You are the lamp To lighten the way. Then hurry, hurry. When your light shines.
To abstain from lying is essentially wholesome.
For soon the body is discarded, Then what does it feel? A useless log of wood, it lies on the ground, Then what does it know? Your worst enemy cannot harm you As much as your own thoughts, unguarded. But once mastered, No one can help you as much, Not even your father or your mother.
If you endeavor to embrace the Way through much learning, the Way will not be understood. If you observe the Way with simplicity of heart, great indeed is this Way.
One should strive to understand what underlies sufferings and diseases – and aim for health and well-being while gaining in the Path.
From the passions arise worry, and from worry arises fear. Away with the passions, and no fear, no worry.
Wakefulness is the way to life. The fool sleeps As if he were already dead, But the master is awake And he lives forever.
A great gift – a gift of Dharma conquers all gifts.
When a man makes utensils out of a metal which has been thoroughly cleansed of dross, the utensils will be excellent. You monks, who wish to follow the Way, make your own hearts clean from the dirt of evil passion, and your conduct will be unimpeachable.
Those who are pure in heart and single in purpose are able to understand the most supreme Way. It is like polishing a mirror, which becomes bright when the dust is removed. Remove your passions, and have no hankering.
Few cross over the river. Most are stranded on this side. On the riverbank they run up and down. But the wise man, following the way, Crosses over, beyond the reach of death. He leaves the dark way For the way of light.
Those who walk in the Way should avoid sensualism as those who carry hay would avoid coming near the fire.
There is pleasure And there is bliss. Forgo the first to possess the second. If you are happy At the expense of another man’s happiness, You are forever bound.