There is an old illusion. It is called good and evil.

My brother, are war and battle evil? Necessary, however, is the evil; necessary are the envy and the distrust and the back-biting among the virtues.

By oneself the evil is done, and it is oneself who suffers: by oneself the evil is not done, and by one's Self one becomes pure. The pure and the impure come from oneself: no man can purify another.

The rain could turn to gold and still your thirst would not be slaked. Desire is unquenchable or it ends in tears, even in heaven.

Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.

Because parents have power over children. They feel they have to do what their parents say, but the love of money is the root of all evil, and this is a sweet child. And to see him turn like this, this isn't him. This is not him.