Accustomed long to contemplating love and compassion I have forgotten all difference between myself and others

One should see that all appearance is like mist and fog.

He who knows that all things are his mind, That all with which he meets are friendly, Is ever joyful.

Mental activity in the daytime creates a latent form of habitual thought which again transforms itself at night into various delusory visions sensed by the semi-consciousness. This is called the deceptive and magic-like Bardo of Dream.

Do not entertain hopes for realization, but practice all your life.

Strong and healthy, who thinks of sickness until it strikes like lightning? Preoccupied with the world, who thinks of death, until it arrives like thunder?

All meditation must begin with arousing deep compassion. Whatever one does must emerge from an attitude of love and benefitting others.