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

The Buddhas do but tell the way; it is for you to swelter at the task.

All tremble at violence; all fear death. Putting oneself in the place of another, one should not kill nor cause another to kill.

Samsara-the Wheel of Existence, literally, the "Perpetual Wandering"-is the name by which is designated the sea of life ever restlessly heaving up and down, the symbol of this continuous process of ever again and again being born, growing old, suffering, and dying. (It) is constantly changing from moment to moment, (as lives) follow continuously one upon the other through inconceivable periods of time. Of this Samsara, a single lifetime constitutes only a vanishingly tiny fraction.

Just as a tree, though cut down, sprouts up again if its roots remain uncut and firm, even so, until the craving that lies dormant is rooted out, suffering springs up again and again.

Want what you have and you will always get what you want.

Through effort you will cross any raging flood, through energy you will pass any sorrow.