So that we can appreciate what babies enjoy every day, perhaps we could declare one day of the year opinion-free. It wouldn’t exactly be a day off; we just wouldn’t have any opinions.
Our real work is what we do for the joy of doing it.
The man is enlightened who suddenly realizes, ‘There’s nothing wrong with me.’
There’s more joy in austerity than pleasure in indulgence. Austerity decides wisely, neither anticipates nor regrets, refrains from unnecessary action, keeps the body clean, lean and relaxed, and maintains a bit in the mouth of the mind.
In light of the first of the Four Noble Truths (Life is suffering), shouldn’t birth be swaddled in sorrow and death elicit a sober joy?
Death is the opposite of birth, not Life. Life has no opposite.