Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
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Meat-eating is condemned by the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Sravakas; if one devours meat out of shamelessness he will always be devoid of sense.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote criticizes the act of eating meat, emphasizing moral and ethical implications tied to such behavior.
In this quote, Gautama Buddha emphasizes the importance of ethical living and the impact of one's choices on spiritual development. By condemning meat-eating, he highlights the moral responsibility individuals have toward all sentient beings, suggesting that consuming meat out of shamelessness reflects a deeper disregard for compassion and mindfulness in one's actions.
Themes
BuddhismEthicsCompassionMeat-EatingMorality
In practice
Example use cases
During a lecture on ethics in diet, this quote could be used to illustrate the Buddhist perspective on compassion toward animals.
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