Life is fragile, like the dew hanging delicately on the grass, crystal drops that will be carried away on the first morning breeze.

On the day that you were born, you began to die. Do not waste a single moment more!

It is our mind, and that alone, that chains us or sets us free.

Meditation could be said to be the Art of Simplicity: simply sitting, simply breathing and simply being.

When death finally comes you will welcome it like an old friend, being aware of how dreamlike and impermanent the pheneomenal world really is.

Life is fragile, like the dew hanging delicately on the grass, crystal drops that will be carried away on the first morning breeze.

To meet someone who really hurts you is to meet a rare and precious treasure. Hold that person in high esteem, and make full use of the opportunity to eradicate your defects and make progress on the path. If you cannot yet feel love and compassion for those who treat you badly, it is a sign that your mind has not been fully transformed and that you need to keep working on it with increased application.