“Mendicants, I’m not even comfortable thinking about a place where mendicants argue—quarreling and fighting, continually wounding each other with barbed words—let alone going there. I come to a conclusion about them: ‘Clearly those venerables have given up three things and cultivated three things.’ What three things have they given up? Thoughts of renunciation, love, and kindness. What three things have they cultivated? Sensual, malicious, and cruel thoughts. … I come to a conclusion about them: ‘Clearly those venerables have given up three things and built up three things.’

I feel comfortable going to a place where the mendicants live in harmony—appreciating each other, without quarreling, blending like milk and water, and regarding each other with kindly eyes—let alone thinking about it. I come to a conclusion about them: ‘Clearly those venerables have given up three things and built up three things.’ What three things have they given up? Sensual, malicious, and cruel thoughts. What three things have they built up? Thoughts of renunciation, love, and kindness. … I come to a conclusion about them: ‘Clearly those venerables have given up three things and built up three things.’”