Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
Gautama BuddhaRead
Just as the great oceans have but one taste, the taste of salt, so too there is but one taste fundamental to all true teachings of the way, and this is the taste of freedom.
Interpretation
The essence of all true teachings is the pursuit of freedom.
This quote by Gautama Buddha illustrates the idea that just as the ocean has a singular flavor of salt, the core message of all authentic teachings is centered around the concept of freedom. It suggests that beyond the diverse practices and philosophies, the underlying truth that unites them is the liberation of the mind and spirit, emphasizing that true understanding and enlightenment lead to a sense of freedom in life.
In practice
This quote could be used during a meditation retreat to emphasize the core teachings of Buddhism.
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.
Individually, men may present a more or less rational appearance, eating, sleeping, and scheming. But humanity a a whole is changeful, mystical, fickle, delightful. Men are men, but Man is a woman.
To go to the world below, having a soul which is like a vessel full of injustice, is the last and worst of all the evils.
The essence of the religious emotions consists in the feeling of an absolute dependence.
Prosperity knits a man to the world. He feels that he is finding his place in it, while really it is finding its place in him.
There are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear. It is both the grandeur and the pain of the remoter moods that they avoid the pathway of sound.
War is the form nostalgia takes when men are hard-pressed to say something good about their country.
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