Apply yourself to solitude. One who is given to solitude knows things as they really are.

You are what you think about.

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

Foolish, ignorant people indulge in careless lives, whereas a clever man guards his attention as his most precious possession.

Ennui has made more gamblers than avarice, more drunkards than thirst, and perhaps as many suicides as despair.

Our life is shaped by our mind; we become what we think. Suffering follows an evil thought as the wheels of a cart follow the oxen that draws it. Our life is shaped by our mind; we become what we think. Joy follows a pure thought like a shadow that never leaves.

The fool is his own enemy. Seeking wealth, he destroys himself. Seek rather the other shore.