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

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

May all sentient beings be happy and free of suffering.

Be a lamp unto yourself.

There is no more self-contradictory concept than that of idle thoughts. What gives rise to the perception of a whole world can hardly be called idle. Every thought we have either contributes to truth or to illusion.

If we destroy something around us we destroy ourselves. If we cheat another, we cheat ourselves.

Attachment leads to suffering.