er that a good deed be done that, when done, you donât regret. Just as sharp-bladed grass, if wrongly held, wounds the very hand that holds it— the contemplative life, if wrongly grasped, drags you down to hell. Any slack act, or defiled observance, or fraudulent holy life bears no great fruit.â That is what Tṅyana the devaâs son said. Having said it, he bowed down to me and, circling me on the right, vanished right there. "Learn Tṅyanaâs verses, monks. Master Tṅyanaâs verses, monks. Remember Tṅyanaâs verses, monks. Connected with the goal are Tṅyanaâs verses, monks, and basic to the holy life." See also: SN 35:200; AN 4:245; AN 8:13–14; Sn 2:6; Dhp 307–308; Dhp 311–314; Ud 5:5 - --> - - - -