Arahanta Vagga

For him who has completed the journey, who is sorrowless, wholly liberated in all respects, who has destroyed all fetters, no fever of passion exists.

The mindful ones exert themselves; they find no delight in an abode. Like swans abandoning a marshy lake, they leave home after home.

Those who have no accumulation, who comprehend food with wisdom, whose realm is the Void and Signless liberation, their path is as difficult to trace as that of birds in the sky.

Whose taints are entirely destroyed, who is not attached to sustenance, whose range is the Void and Signless liberation, his footprint is as untraceable as that of birds in the sky.

He whose senses are subdued, like horses well tamed by a skilled charioteer, who has discarded all pride and is free from taints — even the gods hold dear such a steadfast one.

Tolerant like the earth, he does not resent; firm like an Indra-pillar, steadfast in noble vows; like a deep lake free from mud — for such a poised being there are no further rebirths.

Calm is his mind, calm is his speech, and calm is his action, who is rightly liberated through perfect knowledge, peaceful and serene.

He who is not credulous (independent of hearsay), who knows the Uncreated (Nibbāna), who has severed rebirth-links, destroyed opportunities for rebirth, and vomited out all desires — he is indeed the highest of men.

Whether in the village or in the forest, in the valley or on the hills, wherever Arahants dwell, that place is truly delightful.

Delightful are the solitary forests where common folk find no delight; there the passionless will find delight, for they seek no sensual pleasures.