I took a walk, Suddenly I stood still, filled with the realization that I had no body or mind. All I could see was one great illuminating Whole - omnipresent, perfect, lucid and serene.

Cold Mountain Son Forever not change I live alone Beyond life death

Though face and form alter with the years, I hold fast to the pearl of my mind.

If your house has Cold Mountain poems They are better for you than sutras Hang them up where you can see them Read them and read them again

Men ask the way to Cold Mountain, Cold Mountain: there's no through trail.

Tiers of mountains Cold wind feet Not need fan Ice cold through Moon shines bright Mist covers everything Sit all alone One old man

Cold Mountain cold Ice freezes rock Mountains are green Snow is white Sun shines bright Every thing melt Every thing warm Warms old man

I brewed potions in a vain search for life everlasting, I read books, I sang songs of history, And today I've come home to Cold Mountain To pillow my head on the stream and wash my ears.

I shall never be very merry or very sad, for I am more prone to analyse than to feel.

Love, happiness, peace - these are not final destinations. They are in every moment, every breath, everything.

I don’t know if you picked up on the elephant in the room… but we’re witches. Angela, Andrea, me, and Evelyn and Celia back home.”--Aunt Maddy from The Ragtime Coven

Life is an unfoldment, and the further we travel the more truth we can comprehend. To understand the things that are at our door is the best preparation for understanding those that lie beyond.

Knowledge and courage take turns at greatness.

Even the severed branch grows again, and the sunken moon returns: wise men who ponder this are not troubled in adversity.

While I was an addict, I didn't write anything. I didn't have the attention span or the will.

Our true reality is in our identity and unity with all life.

For a human being, nothing comes naturally,' said Grumman. 'We have to learn everything we do.

Most people don't read editorial pages. I think I must have been 40 before I even looked at an editorial page.