sn22.87:8.1 Then Vakkali addressed his carers,
sn22.87:8.2 “Please, reverends, help me off my cot.
sn22.87:8.3 For how on earth could one such as I presume to listen to the Buddha’s instructions sitting on a high seat?”
sn22.87:8.4 “Yes, reverend,” replied those mendicants, and helped him off his cot.
sn22.87:8.5 They repeated what the Buddha had said.
sn22.87:8.14 Vakkali said, “Well then, reverends, in my name bow with your head to the Buddha’s feet. Say to him:
sn22.87:8.15 ‘Sir, the mendicant Vakkali is sick, suffering, gravely ill.
sn22.87:8.16 He bows with his head to your feet.’
sn22.87:8.17 And then say:
sn22.87:8.18 ‘Form is impermanent.
sn22.87:8.19 I have no doubt of that.
sn22.87:8.20 I’m certain that what is impermanent is suffering.
sn22.87:8.21 And I’m certain that I have no desire or greed or fondness for what is impermanent, suffering, and perishable.
sn22.87:8.22 Feeling is impermanent …
sn22.87:8.26 Perception is impermanent …
sn22.87:8.27 Choices are impermanent …
sn22.87:8.31 Consciousness is impermanent.
sn22.87:8.32 I have no doubt of that.
sn22.87:8.33 I’m certain that what is impermanent is suffering.
sn22.87:8.34 And I’m certain that I have no desire or greed or fondness for what is impermanent, suffering, and perishable.’”
sn22.87:8.35 “Yes, reverend,” those monks replied, and left.
sn22.87:8.36 And then, not long after those mendicants had left, Venerable Vakkali committed suicide.