Here even the various mind-pleasing blossoming flowers, and attractive shining supreme golden houses, have no inherently existent maker at all. They are set up through the power of thought. Through the power of conceptuality the world is established

If by leaving a small pleasure one sees a great pleasure, let a wise man leave the small pleasure, and look to the great.

May we live like the lotus, at home in muddy water.

Though through all his life a fool associates with a wise man, he yet understands not the Dharma, as the spoon, the flavor of soup.

For soon the body is discarded, Then what does it feel? A useless log of wood, it lies on the ground, Then what does it know? Your worst enemy cannot harm you As much as your own thoughts, unguarded. But once mastered, No one can help you as much, Not even your father or your mother.

Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts.

Mind is everything. What we think, we become.