If one stays too long with friends They will soon tire of him; Living in such closeness leads to dislike and hate. It is but human to expect and demand too much When one dwells too long in companionship.

In the monastery of your heart, you have a temple where all Buddhas unite.

Accustomed long to contemplating love and compassion I have forgotten all difference between myself and others

My religion is to live and die without regret.

All meditation must begin with arousing deep compassion. Whatever one does must emerge from an attitude of love and benefitting others.

I need nothing. I seek nothing. I desire nothing.

In harvesting of evil deeds, the human race is busy; and doing so is to taste the pangs of Hell . . . The piling up of wealth is the piling up of others' property; what one thus storeth formeth but provisions for one's enemies... I wash off human scandal by devotion true; and by my zeal, I satisfy the Deities. By compassion, I subdue the demons; all blame I scatter to the wind, and upward turn my face.