Zen does not confuse spirituality with thinking about God while one is peeling potatoes. Zen spirituality is just to peel the potatoes.

The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.

Life is not a problem to be solved, but an experience to be had.

Waking up to who you are requires letting go of who you imagine yourself to be

No amount of anxiety makes any difference to anything that is going to happen.

You are the universe experiencing itself.

We see what we believe rather than what we see.

Stop measuring days by degree of productivity and start experiencing them by degree of presence.

A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So he loses touch with Reality, and lives in a world of illusion.

Many people never grow up. They stay all their lives with a passionate need for external authority and guidance, pretending not to trust their own judgment.

Insecurity is the result of trying to be secure.

Life is at its best when everything has fallen out of place, and you decide that you're going to fight to get them right, not when everything is going your way and everyone is praising you.

The king's "only interest in government was a pious but simpleminded desire for reproachment

In the mornings, my pain was magnified by about a thousand. In the morning there weren’t only those sad facts about my life. Now there was also the additional fact that I was a pile of shit.

Yea I may come across as blunt, but I will say the truth even if its bitter, that's just me. You either hate me for it or respect me for it.

...somehow the old philosophers could make even the most salacious topics seem boring.

You cannot impart what you do not possess.

It's hard for me to believe someone could harm a child.

Supposing that originally there was nothing but one creator, how could ordinary binary sexual relations come into being?

When I was six I entered a talent contest. I dyed my hair blond, had a chainsaw and pretended I was Eminem. The old folk weren't expecting that.

You were leaving, and you didn't even know if I was okay.