Theravāda Vinaya — Mahāvibhaṅga — Pārājikakaṇḍa

And he stole them, thinking they were other than the ones he had seen. …

But he stole other goods, thinking they were other than the ones he had seen.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk saw some goods during the day. He took note of them with the thought,

“I’ll steal them at night.”

But he stole his own goods, thinking they were the ones he had seen.

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense entailing expulsion,

but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.”

On one occasion a monk who was carrying the goods of another on his head touched the load, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.” …

made it stir, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s a serious offense.” …

lowered it onto his shoulder, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

… touched the load on the shoulder, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.” …

made it stir, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s a serious offense.” …

lowered it onto his hip, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

… touched the load on the hip, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.” …

made it stir, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s a serious offense.” …

took hold of it with his hand, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

… placed the load in his hand on the ground, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.” …

picked it up from the ground, intending to steal it. …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk spread out his robe outside and entered his dwelling.

Another monk, thinking, “Let me look after it,” put it away.

The first monk came out of his dwelling and asked the monks, “Who’s taken my robe?”

The other monk said, “I’ve taken it.”

The first monk took hold of him and said, “You’re not a monastic anymore!”

The other monk became anxious …

He told the Buddha.

“What were you thinking?”

“Sir, it was just a way of speaking.”

“If it was just a way of speaking, there’s no offense.”

On one occasion a monk placed his robe on a bench …

placed his sitting mat on a bench …

put his almsbowl under a bench and entered his dwelling.

Another monk, thinking, “Let me look after it,” put it away.

The first monk came out and asked the monks, “Who’s taken my bowl?”

The other monk said, “I’ve taken it.”

The first monk took hold of him and said, “You’re not a monastic anymore!”

The other monk became anxious …

“If it was just a way of speaking, there’s no offense.”

On one occasion a nun spread out her robe on a fence and entered her dwelling.

Another nun, thinking, “Let me look after it,” put it away.

The first nun came out and asked the nuns,

“Venerables, who’s taken my robe?”

The other nun said, “I’ve taken it.”

The first nun took hold of her and said, “You’re not a monastic anymore!”

The other nun became anxious …

She told the nuns,

who in turn told the monks,

who in turn told the Buddha. …

“If it was just a way of speaking, there’s no offense.”

On one occasion a monk saw a wrap garment blown up by a whirlwind. He took hold of it, thinking, “I’ll give it to the owners.”

But the owners accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“What were you thinking, monk?”

“I didn’t intend to steal it, sir.”

“There’s no offense for one who doesn’t intend to steal.”

On one occasion a monk took hold of a turban that had been blown up by a whirlwind,

intending to steal it before the owners found out.

The owners accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk went to a charnel ground and took the rags from a fresh corpse.

The ghost was still dwelling in that body,

and it said to the monk,

“Sir, don’t take my wrap.”

The monk took no notice and left.

Then the corpse got up and followed behind that monk.

The monk entered his dwelling and closed the door,

and the corpse collapsed right there.

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense entailing expulsion.

But a monk shouldn’t take rags from a fresh corpse.

If he does, he commits an offense of wrong conduct.”

On one occasion robe-cloth belonging to the Sangha was being distributed. A monk disregarded the draw and took the robe-cloth, intending to steal it.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion when Venerable Ānanda was in a sauna, he thought the sarong of another monk was his own and put it on.

The other monk said,

“Ānanda, why did you put on my sarong?”

“I thought it was my own.”

They told the Buddha.

“There’s no offense for one who perceives it as his own.”

On one occasion a number of monks were descending from the Vulture Peak when they saw the remains of a lion’s kill. They had it cooked and ate it.

They became anxious …

“There’s no offense when it’s the remains of a lion’s kill.”

On one occasion a number of monks were descending from the Vulture Peak when they saw the remains of a tiger’s kill …

saw the remains of a panther’s kill …

saw the remains of a hyena’s kill …

saw the remains of a wolf’s kill. They had it cooked and ate it.

They became anxious …

“There’s no offense when it’s the possession of an animal.”

On one occasion, when rice belonging to the Sangha was being distributed,

a monk said without grounds, “Please give me a portion for one more,” and he took it away.

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense entailing expulsion,