Better than chanting a thousand words in a dead language is one soothing word spoken in the vernacular.

For the good of the many, for the happiness of the many, out of compassion for the world.

A fool thinks it like honey so long as the bad deed does not bear fruit, but when it does bear fruit he experiences suffering.

Happy are those who have overcome their egos; happy are those who have attained peace; happy are those who have found the Truth.

Fools wait for a lucky day, but everyday is a lucky day for an industrious man.

Words do not express thoughts very well; every thing immediately becomes a little different, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and wisdom of one man seems nonsense to another.

Those who are truly wise will remain unmoved by feelings of happiness and suffering, fame and disgrace, praise and blame, gain and loss.They will remain calm like the eye of a hurricane.