You create what you defend against.

Only those who go where few have gone can see what few have seen.

I look upon the judgment of right and wrong as the serpentine dance of a dragon, and the rise and fall of beliefs as but traces left by the four seasons.

In the end it is nothing other than the loving kindness with which the woman cares for her child that makes the difference. Her concern concentrates on one thing just like the Buddhist practice of concentration. She thinks of nothing but her child, which is similar to Buddhist compassion. That must be why, although she created no other causes to bring about it, she was reborn in the Brahma heaven.

Do not underestimate what you specific conventional, nor covetousness others. He who envies others does not terra firma organization of intellect.

We will develop love, we will practice it, we will make it both a way and a basis.

There are no chains like hate...dwelling on your brother's faults multiplies your own. You are far from the end of your journey.