How easy it is to see your brother's faults, How hard it is to face your own. You winnow his in the wind like chaff, But yours you hide, Like a cheat covering up an unlucky throw. Dwelling on your brother's faults Multiplies your own. You are far from the end of your journey. The way is not in the sky. The way is in the heart. See how you love.
Gautama BuddhaIn this world Hate never yet dispelled hate. Only love dispels hate. This is the law, Ancient and inexhaustible.
Gautama BuddhaThough thousand times a thousand in battle one may conquer, yet should one conquer just oneself, one is the greatest conqueror.
Gautama Buddha