Walking for alms from family to family, with senses guarded, alert and mindful. One should frequent secluded lodgings, free of fear, freed in the fearless.

Where dreadful reptiles slither, where the lightning flashes and the heavens thunder in the dark of the night; there meditates a mendicant, free of goosebumps.

For this is ever seen by me, it isn’t just the testament of hearsay. Within a single spiritual dispensation there are a thousand conquerors of Death.

And of trainees, more than five hundred, and ten times ten tens, are all stream-enterers, freed from rebirth in the animal realm.

And as for the rest of folk who I think have shared in merit—I couldn’t even number them, for fear of speaking falsely.”

Linked Discourses 6.14 Chapter Two About Aruṇavatī

So I have heard. At one time the Buddha was staying near Sāvatthī. There he addressed the mendicants, “Mendicants!” “Venerable sir,” they replied. The Buddha said this: