Many paths lead from the foot of the mountain, but at the peak we all gaze at the single bright moon.

Having no destination, I am never lost.

Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon.

Eight inches strong, it is my favourite thing; If I'm alone at night, I embrace it fully - A beautiful woman hasn't touched it for ages. Within my fundoshi there is an entire universe!

Like vanishing dew, a passing apparition or the sudden flash of lightning -- already gone -- thus should one regard one's self.

Break open the cherry tree: where are the blossoms? Just wait for spring time to see how they bloom.

Look at the cherry blossoms! Their color and scent fall with them, Are gone forever, Yet mindless The spring comes again.

Become a Buddha? The mind can't do it. The body can't do it. Only what can't become a Buddha becomes a Buddha.

We must become what we were Before we were born

Break open A cherry tree And there are no flowers; But the spring breeze Brings forth myriad blossoms.

Don't read the sutras - practice meditation. Don't take up the broom - practice meditation. Don't plant tea seeds - practice meditation.

The rich control our politics to a huge extend. In return they get tax cuts and deregulation. It's been and is an amazing ride for the rich.

Exhaustion is temporary. Pain is temporary. But Helene dying because I didn't find a way to get her back on time—that's permanent.

As man seeks justice in equality, so society seeks order in anarchy

He kissed her forehead and drifted into an uneasy sleep, listening to the soft snoring of the creature on his chest, one he loved slightly more than he had come to fear.

I'd like to have younger people around me and that I'll be involved with them a lot more now, as opposed to me being the main focal point.

Now I'm trying to work outside first person. I do plan to write more books.

There's something about a parenthesis in fiction that puts one off, saying, "It's me, moi, jumping in now."

I feel religion is basically and essentially a communication between a man and his God and I think it is the most personal thing of all and I don't think it concerns too many people.

And does man simply choose evil, or does he create it?

That wonderful book, while it obtains admiration from the most fastidious critics, is loved by those who are too simple to admire it.