Dhammapada – The Footpath (Way) of Dharma.
The following verses are copied directly from the translation done by Bhikkhu Sujato of SuttaCentral.
33-43;
One whose mind is uncorrupted, whose heart is undamaged, who’s given up right and wrong, alert, has nothing to fear.
44-59
The terminator gains control of the man who has not had his fill of pleasures, even as he gathers flowers, his mind caught up in them.
A bee takes the nectar and moves on, doing no damage to the flower’s beauty and fragrance; and that’s how a sage should walk in the village.
60-75
If while wandering you find no partner equal or better than yourself, then firmly resolve to wander alone–there’s no fellowship with fools.
The fool who thinks they’re a fool is wise at least to that extent. But the true fool is said to be one who imagines that they are wise.
76-89
As the wind cannot stir a solid mass of rock, so too blame and praise do not affect the wise. Like a deep lake, clear and unclouded, so clear are the astute when they hear the teachings.
100-115
For one in the habit of bowing, always honoring the elders, four blessings grow: lifespan, beauty, happiness and strength.
Better to live a single day ethical and absorbed in meditation than to live 100 years unethical and lacking immersion.
167-178
Look upon the world as a baby or a mirage, then the King of Death won’t see you.
When a person, spurning the hereafter, transgresses in just one thing–lying–there is no evil they would not do.
The miserly don’t ascend to heaven, it takes a fool to not praise giving. The wise celebrate giving, and so find happiness in the hereafter.
221-234
When anger surges like a lurching chariot, keep it in check. That’s what I call a charioteer; others just hold the reins.
Defeat anger with kindness, he will need with virtue, stinginess with giving, and lies with truth.
235-255
There is no fire like greed, no crime like hate, no net like delusion, no river like craving.
256-272
You don’t become just by passing hasty judgment. An astute person evaluates both what is pertinent and what is irrelevant.
You’re not one who has memorized the teaching just because you recite a lot. Someone who directly sees the teaching after hearing only a little is truly one who has memorized the teaching, for they can never forget it.
273-289
As a mighty flood sweeps away a sleeping village, death steals away a man who dotes on children and cattle, his mind caught up in them.
Children provide you no shelter, nor does father, nor relatives. When your seized by the terminator, there’s no shelter in family.
290-305
Some seek their own happiness by imposing suffering on others. Living intimate with enmity, they are not freed from enmity.
320-333
One who gets drowsy from overeating, fond of sleep, rolling around the bed like a great hog stuffed with grain: that idiot is reborn again and again.
334-359
When a person lives heedlessly, craving grows in them like a camel’s foot creeper.
They jump from life to life, like a monkey greedy for fruit in a forest grove.
I say this to you, good people, all those who have gathered here: dig up the root of craving, as you’d dig up grass in search of roots. Don’t let Maya break you again and again, like a stream breaking a weed.
A tree grows back even when cut down, so long as it’s roots are healthy; suffering springs up again and again, so long as the tendency to craving is not pulled out.
383-423
Not by matted hair or family, or birth is one a brahmin. Those who have truth and principle: they are pure, they are brahmins.
Why the matted hair, you fool, and why the skin of deer? The tangle is inside you, yet you polish up your outsides.
Abuse, killing, caging: they endure these without anger. Patience is their powerful army: that’s who I call a brahmin.
Mixing with neither householders nor the homeless. A migrant with no shelter, few in wishes: that’s who I call a brahmin.
The words they utter are sweet, informative, and true, and don’t offend anyone: that’s who I call a brahmin.
They’ve thrown off the human yoke, and slipped out of the heavenly yoke; unyoked from all yolks: that’s who I call a brahmin.