The world is its own magic.

Leave your front door and your back door open. Allow your thoughts to come and go. Just don't serve them tea.

When you do something, you should burn yourself up completely, like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself.

Nothing outside yourself can cause any trouble. You yourself make the waves in your mind. If you leave your mind as it is, it will become calm. This mind is called big mind.

Treat every moment as your last. It is not preparation for something else.

If you can just appreciate each thing, one by one, then you will have pure gratitude. Even though you observe just one flower, that one flower includes everything

The most important point is to accept yourself and stand on your two feet.

Wherever you go you will find your teacher, as long as you have the eyes to see and the ears to hear.

As soon as you see something, you already start to intellectualize it. As soon as you intellectualize something, it is no longer what you saw.

It must be obvious...that there is a contradiction in wanting to be perfectly secure in a universe whose very nature is momentariness and fluidity.

When my master and I were walking in the rain, he would say, 'Do not walk so fast, the rain is everywhere.'

I thought you might supply some tendernessI lackedBut out of all the things I offered you took mybreath awayand now I want it back

You know very well what the right choice is, yet you keep making the wrong one.

Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.

People always say, 'Who is your audience?' and I could never put a finger on it - and I wouldn't want to put a finger on it.

The life of the individual is a continuous combat with errors and obstacles, and no victory is more satisfying than the one achieved against opposition.

A bubble of fear passes up my spine. It's the feeling of standing on ice and suddenly hearing it crack under your weight - both thrilling and terrifying together.

Two tires fly. Two Wail. A bamboo grove, all chopped down From it, warring songs.

A metaphor cannot be paraphrased

Cuba seems to have the same effect on US administrations as the full moon has on werewolves.

If you have not chosen the Kingdom of God first, it will in the end make no difference what you have chosen instead.