He who, calm and clear as the moon, hankers no more for continuity-he is holy.

Drink deeply. Live in serenity and joy.

If you're respectful by habit, constantly honoring the worthy, four things increase: long life, beauty, happiness, strength.

There is, monks, an unborn, unbecome, unmade, unconditioned. If, monks, there were no unborn... no escape would be discerned from what is born, become, made, conditioned. But because there is an unborn..., therefore an escape is discerned from what is born, become, made, conditioned.

There is no fire like passion. There are no chains like hate. Illusion is a net, Desire is a rushing river.

To master the pride of defiant selfhood, that in truth is the highest bliss.

Every experience, no matter how bad it seems, holds within a blessing of some kind. The goal is to find it.