Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
Gautama BuddhaRead
As from a large heap of flowers many garlands and wreaths are made, so by a mortal in this life there is much good work to be done.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the potential for good in life despite various challenges.
Gautama Buddha's quote suggests that, much like how many beautiful garlands can be created from a large collection of flowers, each person's life presents numerous opportunities to engage in meaningful actions and contribute positively to the world. It highlights the idea that through our efforts, we can create a significant impact and beauty in life, despite its impermanence.
In practice
In a motivational speech about community service.
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.
It is not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, that the lover of knowledge is reluctant to step into its waters.
Perhaps our originality manifests itself most strikingly in what we do with that which we did not originate. To discover something wholly new can be a matter of chance, of idle tinkering, or even of the chronic dissatisfaction of the untalented.
Focus on the moment, not the monsters that may or may not be up ahead.
To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.
When sadness comes, just sit by the side and look at it and say, "I am the watcher, I am not sadness," and see the difference. Immediately you have cut the very root of sadness. It is no more nourished. It will die of starvation. We feed these emotions by being identified with them.
Humble words and increased preparations are signs that the enemy is about to advance. Violent language and driving forward as if to the attack are signs that he will retreat.
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