Death carries off a man busy picking flowers with an besotted mind, like a great flood does a sleeping village.
Gautama BuddhaRead
Though thousand times a thousand in battle one may conquer, yet should one conquer just oneself, one is the greatest conqueror.
Interpretation
True victory lies in mastering oneself rather than defeating others.
This quote by Gautama Buddha emphasizes the idea that the greatest challenge and achievement lies in self-control and self-mastery. While winning battles or conflicts can bring temporary glory, true greatness is found in conquering oneβs own desires, fears, and shortcomings, leading to inner peace and enlightenment.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal development.
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's not denial. I'm just selective about the reality I accept.
The thing that will make the biggest difference to your business, your bank account, your health and your relationships in the next 12 months is your philosophy
But actually time isn't a straight line. It doesn't ave a shape. In all senses of the term, it doesn't have any form. But since we can't picture something without form in our minds, for the sake of convenience we understand it as a straight line. At this point, humans are the only ones who can make that sort of conceptual substitution.
How can you possibly reconcile the justice of God with the idea that only through Christ can you be saved? Most of the world lives and dies and never even hears of Christ. There has to be some mechanism set up for all those who have ever lived to have an opportunity to hear of Christ.
The trees reflected in the river - they are unconscious of a spiritual world so near to them. So are we.
In the social jungle of human existence, there is no feeling of being alive without a sense of identity.
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