In the stream, Rushing past To the dusty world, My fleeting form Casts no reflection.

Do not follow the ideas of others, but learn to listen to the voice within yourself. Your body and mind will become clear and you will realize the unity of all things.

The whole moon and the entire sky are reflected in one dewdrop on the grass.

If you cannot find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?

Life and death are of supreme importance. Time swiftly passes by and opportunity is lost. Each of us should strive to awaken. Awaken. Take heed, do not squander your life.

But do not ask me where I am going, As I travel in this limitless world, Where every step I take is my home.

A flower falls, even though we love it; and a weed grows, even though we do not love it.

Students, when you want to say something, think about it three times before you say it. Speak only if your words will benefit yourselves and others. Do not speak if it brings no benefit.

That you carry yourself forward and experience the myriad things is delusion. That the myriad things come forward and experience themselves is awakening

Those who seek the easy way do not seek the true way.

To study Buddhism is to study ourselves. To study ourselves is to forget ourselves.

The smog curled between the streetlamps and the spokes of the wrought iron framework. It seemed through your body and into your bones.

Some of us fast so that we can have less discomfort in life. The reason is not far-fetched – God is not interested in your comfort. He is more interested in your purpose.

I think anything that you can't poke fun at is a little too precious.

The camera is a mirror with a memory, but it cannot think.

What people say isn't going to stop me. I have to do things for myself.

Well, everything is constantly evolving and changing. That's what life is all about. But basically Hollywood has lost its focus as a film center. Films are now made all over the world.

I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me.

Man can be literally transformed by his own repentance and by God's gift of forgiveness.

so i sneak out to the garden to see you, we keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew, so close your eyes, escape this town for a little while.

Poetry is one of the few nasty childhood habits I've managed to grow out of