How miraculous and wondrous, hauling water and carrying firewood!

The past is already past. Don't try to regain it. The present does not stay. Don't try to touch it from moment to moment. The future has not come. Don't think about it beforehand.

When I chop wood, I chop wood. When I carry water, I carry water.

Food and clothes sustain Body and life; I advise you to learn Being as is. When it's time, I move my hermitage and go, And there's nothing To be left behind.

How wondrously supernatural, And how miraculous this! I draw water, and I carry fuel.

I am trying to find ways to live honestly and hopefully in the world without ignoring or denying the universe´s cold and painful indifference to us.

As a general rule, I abstain from reading reports of attacks upon myself, wishing not to be provoked by that to which I cannot properly offer an answer.

Your skin upon my skin, in the beating of our hearts, may the living let us in, before the dead tear us apart.

If you want to rock the Vote, You have to Rock the Boat.

We need a hit, so here I go.

A fooles bolt is soone shot.

Peace - that was the other name for home.

Yeah, but our choices are limited. We choose from a list that they chose for us." She said. "Well, Choices are supposed to be limited. That's life" I snapped

I have said many times before, interactivity is the equivalent of radioactivity. For interactivity effects a kind of disintegration, a kind of rupture.

I love women, and I just think that they're great. I mean, yes, they can be a little nutty sometimes, but they're great.