Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
Gautama BuddhaRead
If a traveller does not meet with one who is his better, or his equal, let him firmly keep to his solitary journey; there is no companionship with a fool.
Interpretation
It's better to travel alone than to be in poor company.
This quote suggests that one should value their own journey and remain solitary if they cannot find companions of equal wisdom or virtue. Spending time with those who do not contribute to your growth can hinder your path, so it's wiser to progress alone than to engage with those deemed foolish or inferior in mindset.
In practice
During a motivational speech about personal growth.
Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
A kind man who makes good use of wealth is rightly said to possess a great treasure; but the miser who hoards up his riches will have no profit.
There are having flowers in Spring, breezes in Summer, moon in Autumn, snows in Winter. If there is nothing worrying over you, it will be the best seasons at all times.
Make an island of yourself, make yourself your refuge; there is no other refuge. Make truth your island, make truth your refuge; there is no other refuge.
When a wise man is advised of his errors, he will reflect on and improve his conduct. When his misconduct is pointed out, a foolish man will not only disregard the advice but rather repeat the same error.
The tongue like a sharp knife ... Kills without drawing blood.
Part of the reason people abroad resent the United States is something Americans can do very little about: envy. The richest, most powerful country in the world attracts the jealousy of others in much the same way that the richest, most powerful man in a small town attracts the jealousy of others.
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact_x000D_ But maybe everything that dies someday comes back.
Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east.
A man of clear ideas errs grievously if he imagines that whatever is seen confusedly does not exist; it belongs to him, when he meets with such a thing, to dispel the midst, and fix the outlines of the vague form which is looming through it.
Without the way, there is no going; without the truth, there is no knowing; without the life, there is no living.
The Christian world is in a deep sleep; nothing but a loud shout can awaken them out of it!
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