There is no hierarchy in Japanese Buddhist poetry.

To be wild is not to be crazy or psychotic. True wildness is a love of nature, a delight in silence, a voice free to say spontaneous things, and an exuberant curiosity in the face of the unknown.

... where a man's wound is, that is where his genius will be.

We did not come to remain whole. We came to lose our leaves like the trees, Trees that start again.

The door to the soul is unlocked; you do not need to please the doorkeeper, the door in front of you is yours, intended for you, and the doorkeeper obeys when spoken to.

Every part of you that you do not love will regress and become hostile towards you.

We make the path by walking.

It’s all right if you grow your wings on the way down.

There are a lot of men who are healthier at age fifty then they have ever been before, because a lot of their fear is gone.

The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness.

Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, I want to tie the two arms together, And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags.

All the happiness, health, and abundance you experience in life comes directly from your ability to love and be loved. This ability is innate, not acquired.

A man used to riding in a car cannot understand a pedestrian.

The ancients dreaded death: the Christian can only fear dying.

I learned with 'The Beach' that I'm a bit better lower down the radar.

Enlightenment is to be outside the circle, the circle of death and rebirth. There is a circle inside you. If you meditate and focus on your third eye, you will see a circle of light.

Gimme a visky with a ginger ale on the side - and don't be stinchy, beby.

Self-pity can make one weep, as can onions.

I always wanted to be an actor and I'd never dreamt that not only would I be able to do this for a living, but also on top of that I'd be able to choose and steer the course of my own career.

Compromise is just a fancy term for losing.

Throughout history, every great warrior-the Greeks, the Samurais, the American Indians, the Mongolians, you name it-had long hair and would dress it before battle.