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“The Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most about humanity, answered "Man! Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.”

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Dalai Lama

The Dalai Lama (born July 6, 1935) is the 14th Dalai Lama, a prominent religious leader of Tibetan Buddhism's Gelug school. Born as Tenzin Gyatso in Qinghai Province, China, he is recognized as an incarnation of Avalokiteshvara. He advocates non-violence, peace, and interfaith dialogue, and was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1989. However, his political activities are viewed by the Chinese government as separatist, and he has lived in exile in India since 1959. His influence remains controversial, blending religious authority with political dissent. more

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