Moved by their selfish desires, people seek after fame and glory. But when they have acquired it, they are already stricken in years. If you hanker after worldly fame and practise not the Way, your labors are wrongfully applied and your energy is wasted. It is like unto burning an incense stick. However much its pleasing odor be admired, the fire that consumes is steadily burning up the stick.

Whoever doesn't flare up at someone who's angry wins a battle hard to win.

The world is continuous flux and is impermanent.

It is more important to prevent animal suffering, rather than sit to contemplate the evils of the universe praying in the company of priests.

At the end of the way is freedom. Until then, patience.

Monks, one thing, if practiced and made much of, conduces to great thrill, great profit, great security after the toil, to mindfulness and self-possession, to the winning of knowledge and insight, to pleasant living in this very life, to the realization of the fruit of release by knowledge. What is that one thing: It is mindfulness centered on the body.

Chaos is inherent in all compounded things. Strive on with diligence.