There are true men of generosity who, having escaped from self, sit
huddled in the corner of selflessness. Freed from the bondage of
nature and the snares of greed, they are as dust on the road of
suffering and love. No human heart is ever clouded because of them;
nor do men impose any burden upon them. They harmonize the discords of
this world and patiently bear whatever befalls them. They sleep in
peace each night, devoid of any hatred or strife; and they arise each
dawn in the same state as they retired.
Jami
as collected by James Fadiman & Robert Frager
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