“Without hope of reward Provide help to others. Bear suffering alone, And share your pleasures with beggars.”

The teachings of elegant sayings Should be collected when one can. For the supreme gift of words of wisdom, Any price will be paid.

He who does not attempt to make peace / When small discords arise, / Is like the bee’s hive which leaks drops of honey / Soon, the whole hive collapses.

A Buddha teaches according to the tolerance of his students; Some he urges to refrain from sins, others to do good,

One who kill, own life will be shortened; One who harms, will be injured even more

A person is not earth, not water, Not fire, not wind, not space, Not consciousness, and not all of them. What person is there other than these?

The Buddha taught some people the teachings of duality that help them avoid sin and acquire spiritual merit.

The pleasure and misery of mankind revolve like a wheel.

In peace there is profundity from which the highest respect arises from respect comes power and command therefore observe peace.

There is pleasure when a sore is scratched, But to be without sores is more pleasurable still.

To others he taught non-duality, that some find profoundly frightening.

Because there are no phenomena which are not dependent arisings, there are no phenomena which are not void.

A highly learned man has two sources of happiness: either he abandons all earthly interests, or else he possesses much which could be abandoned.

Like the love of a parent for an only child, the tenderness of the Compassionate One is all-pervasive.

Just so, there are pleasures in worldly desires, But to be without desires is more pleasurable still.

Ultimate serenity is the coming to rest of all ways of taking things, the repose of named things; no truth has been taught by a Buddha for anyone, anywhere.

Some to rely on dualism, other on non-dualism; And to some he teaches the profound, The terrifying, the practice of enlightenment, Whose essence is emptiness that is compassion

Better a living beggar than a buried emperor.

The Alliance for Progress is an alliance between one millionaire and many beggars.

For one who knows me, I am one with him; for one who wants to know me, I am very near to him; and for one who does not know me, I am a beggar before him.

Make of the Silence your to-do tasks, of the compassion your wealth and of the meditation your beggar’s bowl.

All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.

Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.

Nobody but a beggar chooses to depend chiefly upon the benevolence of his fellow-citizens.

In ease of body, peace of mind, all the different ranks of life are nearly upon a level and the beggar who suns himself by the side of the highway, possesses that security which kings are fighting for.