Life is like the harp string, if it is strung too tight it won't play, if it is too loose it hangs, the tension that produces the beautiful sound lies in the middle.

He who causes suffering shall suffer. There is no escape.

This is deathless: the liberation of the mind through lack of clinging.

As the bee collects nectar and departs without injuring the flower, or its color or fragrance, so let the sage dwell on earth.

You yourself must earnestly practice, the enlightened ones only proclaim the path.

Household life is crowded and dusty; life gone forth is wide open... Suppose I shave off my hair and beard, put on the ochre robe, and go forth from the home life into homelessness.

Karma grows from our hearts. Karma terminates from our hearts.