In a hamlet or in a forest, in the deep water or on the dry land, wherever venerable persons dwell, that place is delightful.

He who overcomes this fierce thirst, difficult to be conquered in this world, sufferings fall off from him, like water-drops from a lotus leaf.

Some people are born again; evil-doers go to hell; righteous people go to heaven; those who are free from all worldly desires attain immortality.

Rouse thyself! do not be idle!

This body is wasted, full of sickness, and frail; this heap of corruption breaks to pieces, life indeed ends in death.

The fault of others is easily perceived, but that of oneself is difficult to perceive.