Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely.
No one saves us but ourselves, no one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path but Buddhas clearly show the way.
Whatever is felt is within suffering.
But truly, Ananda, it is nothing strange that human beings should die.
Whatever is subject to origination is all subject to cessation.
This is deathless, the liberation of the mind through lack of clinging.
Behold now, Bhikkhus, I exhort you: All compounded things are subject to decay. Strive with diligence!
I spit on my life. Death in battle would be better for me than that I, defeated, survive.
That army of yours, that the world with its devas can't overcome, I will smash with discernment
I will go about, from kingdom to kingdom, training many disciples. They heedful, resolute doing my teachings despite your wishes, will go where, having gone, there's no grief.
Open are the doors to the Deathless to those with ears. Let them show their conviction.
In a world become blind, I beat the drum of the Deathless.
Conquerors are those like me who have reached fermentations' end. I've conquered evil qualities, and so, Upaka, I'm a conqueror
To cease from evil, to do good, and to purify the mind yourself, this is the teaching of all the Buddhas.
Can there be joy and laughter When always the world is ablaze? Enshrouded in darkness Should you not seek a light?