A brahmin once asked The Blessed One: "Are you a God?" "No, brahmin" said The Blessed One. "Are you a saint?" "No, brahmin" said The Blessed One. "Are you a magician?" "No, brahmin" said The Blessed One. "What are you then?" "I am awake."

Before you've seen it, and when you first see it, it is the greatest thing; afterwards, it is ordinary.

Just as the bee takes the nectar and leaves without damaging the color or scent of the flowers, so should the sage act in a village.

Dharma is not upheld by talking about it. Dharma is upheld by living in harmony with it.

Do not breathing in the chronological, do not dream of the later, drain the intellect on the bring about twinkling.

If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him, like a shadow that never leaves him.

If one is the master of oneself, one is the resort one can depend on; therefore, one should control oneself of all.