When a monk is an arahant, with his fermentations ended - one who has reached fulfillment, done the task, laid down the burden, attained the true goal, totally destroyed the fetter of becoming, and is released through right gnosis - the thought doesn't occur to him that 'There is someone better than me,' or 'There is someone equal to me,' or 'There is someone worse than me.'

I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.

Everything is changeable, everything appears and disappears; there is no blissful peace until one passes beyond the agony of life and death.

If there be one righteous person, the rain falls for his sake.

Here will I live in the rainy season, here in the autumn and in the summer: thus muses the fool. He realizes not the danger (of death).

And so, with a boundless heart should one cherish all living beings.

Those who awaken never rest in one place. Like swans, they rise and leave the lake. On the air they rise and fly an invisible course. Their food is knowledge. They live on emptiness. They have seen how to break free. Who can follow them?