The drizzles was getting heavier so I walked quickly to the nearest ancient building which is called the north library, next to the stone causeway. Watching out through the window, I saw a group of monks in orange and saffron robes walked in two lines on the northern path of Angkor Wat. Seeing them, I was thinking of them who wish to follow the way of Buddha.
When a man makes utensils out of a metal which has been thoroughly cleansed of dross, the utensils will be excellent.
You monks, who wish to follow the Way, make your own hearts clean from the dirt of evil passion, and your conduct will be unimpeachable (Buddha)