Like the mother of the world, touch each being as your beloved child.

I teach about suffering and the way to end it

When one, abandoning greed, feels no greed for what would merit greed, greed gets shed from him - like a drop of water from a lotus leaf.

Men who are addicted to the passions are like the torch-carrier running against the wind; his hands are sure to be burned.

Not by mere eloquence, nor by handsome appearance, does a man become good-natured, should he be jealous, selfish and deceitful.

Thus shall ye think of all this fleeting world: As star at dawn, a bubble in a stream A flash of lightning in a summer cloud A flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream

From a withered tree, a flower blooms