When one is overcome by this wretched, clinging desire in the world, one's sorrows increase like grass growing up after a lot of rain.

Of all footprints, that of the elephant is supreme. Similarly, of all mindfulness meditations, that on death is supreme.

When I was a young man, near the beginning of my life, I looked around with true mindfulness and saw that all things are subject to decay.

Delusions, errors and lies are like huge, gaudy vessels, the rafters of which are rotten and worm-eaten, and those who embark in them are fated to be shipwrecked.

Suffering is temporary, enlightenment is forever.

Giving the best to others are giving the best to us. The value of life is not based on how long we live. But, how much can we contribute to others in our society ?

Everything is extraordinarily clear. I see the whole landscape before me, I see my hands, my feet, my toes, and I smell the rich river mud. I feel a sense of tremendous strangeness and wonder at being alive. Wonder of wonders.