“This land is mine, these sons are mine,”-such are the words of the fool who does
not understand that even he is not his.
You never realty possess things,
You merely hold them for a while.
If you are unable to give them away you are held by them.
Whatever you treasure must be held in the hollow of your hand as water is held.
Clutch at it and it is gone.
Appropriate it to yourself and you soil it. Set it free and it is forever yours
Buddha
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