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

I am a finger pointing to the moon. Don't look at me; look at the moon.

Journey over, sorrowless, freed in every way, and with all bonds broken - for such a man there is no more distress.

There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt.

Rid of craving and without clinging, an expert in the study of texts, and understanding the right sequence of the words, he may indeed be called "In his last body", "Great in wisdom" and a "Great man."

You can only lose what you cling to.

I do not fight with the world but the world fights with me.