Quote by Buddha

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concen

Summary

This quote emphasizes the importance of living in the present moment. It advises against dwelling on past events or constantly fantasizing about the future, as doing so takes away from fully experiencing and appreciating the current moment. By focusing our minds on the present, we can cultivate a sense of mindfulness and awareness, enabling us to make the most of each moment as it unfolds. It highlights the idea that true happiness and fulfillment can be found by being fully present in the here and now.

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