As the bee takes the essence of a flower and flies away without destroying its beauty and perfume, so let the sage wander in this life.
Think not of the faults of others, of what they have done or not done.
Think of your own sins, of the things you have done or not done.
And just like a beautiful flower which has colour and also has perfume are the beautiful fruitful words of the man who speaks and does what he says.
The perfume of flowers goes not against the wind, not even the perfume of sandalwood, of rose-bay, or of jasmine; but the perfume of virtue travels against the wind and reaches unto the ends of the world.
The Dhammapada
Warmie
