The greatest victory is the one over oneself.

The evils of the body are murder, theft, and adultery; of the tongue, lying, slander, abuse and idle talk; of the mind, covetousness, hatred and error.

We are the same as plants, as trees, as other people, as the rain that falls. We consist of that which is around us, we are the same as everything.

Sustaining a loving heart, even for a moment, makes one a spiritual being.

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

Careful amidst the careless, amongst the sleeping wide-awake, the intelligent man leaves them all behind, like a race-horse does a mere hack.

Don't rely on logic alone, nor speculation. Don't infer or be deceived by appearances.