I remember telling Trump this story after he was shot at.
I said once a man came and spit right in the Buddha face. His disciples were upset. Buddha thanked the man, “I was wondering if I could still get upset,” said the Buddha. “Now I know I can’t, and that makes me happy.”
The man after days and nights of thinking of what Buddha did. Went to him and asked forgiveness for spitting.
Buddha told him, it’s water in a river. Here then gone now.
Buddha told him, “go and throw yourself at the feet of my disciples and beg them for forgiveness. They will love that.”