Even kings' splendid carriages wear out, and the body is certain bound to grow old, but the Truth found by the saints is not subject to aging. That is what the saints themselves proclaim. An ignorant man ages like an ox. His flesh may increase, but not his understanding. I have passed in ignorance through a cycle of many rebirths, seeking the builder of the house.
Continuous rebirth is a painful thing.
But now, housebuilder, I have found you out. You will not build me a house again. All your rafters are broken, your ridge-pole shattered. My mind is free from active thought, and has made an end of craving. 155 Those who have not lived the holy life, and have not acquired wealth in their youth, lie like spent arrows, grieving for times past.