Deep in the wild mountains, is a strange marketplace,where you can trade the hassle and noise of everyday life, for eternal Light.

My religion is to live and die without regret.

In the gap between thoughts nonconceptual wisdom shines continuously.

In the monastery of your heart, you have a temple where all Buddhas unite.

All meditation must begin with arousing deep compassion. Whatever one does must emerge from an attitude of love and benefitting others.

My religion is not deceiving myself.

Accustomed long to contemplating love and compassion I have forgotten all difference between myself and others

Do not entertain hopes for realization, but practice all your life.

Strong and healthy, who thinks of sickness until it strikes like lightning? Preoccupied with the world, who thinks of death, until it arrives like thunder?

You menace others with your deadly fangs. But in tormenting them, you are only tormenting yourselves.

He who knows that all things are his mind, That all with which he meets are friendly, Is ever joyful.

In keeping people straight, principle is not as powerful as a policeman.

Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.

I can train any dog in 5 minutes. It's training the owner that takes longer.

Is it not strange that mankind should so willingly battle for religion and so unwillingly live according to its precepts?

In this time of national crises...per haps we would do well to spend a few minutes in considering projects which grace and embellish the earth, instead of shaking it.

Nothing really came, everything was like inspired by something.

I'm surprised sometimes at how some of my actions are misinterpreted.

Novels definitely come more naturally to me. When I write short stories, it's always a fight against it expanding.

There are people and nations, Mother, that I would like to say to you by name. I entrust them to you in silence, I entrust them to you in the way that you know best.

If a word means everything, then in means nothing.