Though a man go out to battle a thousand times against a thousand men, if he conquers himself he is the greater conqueror. Not even a god can change into defeat the victory of a man who has vanquished himself. Not in the sky, not in the midst of the sea, not even in the clefts of the mountains is there a spot in the whole world where, if a man abide there, death could not overtake him. Not nakedness, not matted locks, not dirt or fasting or sleeping on the bare earth, or sitting motionless can purify a man who has not overcome his doubts. One's own self is the most difficult to subdue.
Self is the lord of self.
He whose evil deeds are covered by good deeds brightens up the world, like the moon when freed from clouds. Not to blame, not to strike, to be moderate in eating, to sleep and sit alone, and to dwell on the highest thoughts - this is the teaching of the Awakened. Though we call nothing our own, we shall be like the bright gods, feeding on happiness. Victory breeds hatred. He who has given up both victory and defeat, he is contented and happy.