“I made my bed in a charnel ground, resting on a skeleton. Village louts came up and mocked me in all sorts of ways.

Others brought me incense and flowers, and many kinds of cooked food, all thrilled, their minds elated.

Those who brought me pain, and those who gave me happiness, were all the same to me. I felt no favor or anger.

I became balanced toward pleasure and pain, fame and disgrace. I was equal in every case: this is my perfection of equanimity.”

Having thus experienced many kinds of suffering and many kinds of success, in various past lives, I realized supreme awakening.

I gave what could be given, and fulfilled ethics without reserve. Having won the perfection of renunciation, I realized supreme awakening.