We all must die and surely we will sooner than we would like. Why then are we so concerned with winning arguments? Why do we want to get someone back? So, we’re insulted? Why do we want to grab hold of the sinking excrement thrown our way and doing it back at another? Why don’t we see that we only cover ourselves in the same, fetid mess as the one who offended us?
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
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