Promises are lies wrapped in pretty ribbons -Cinnamon
Realization doesn't destroy the individual any more than the reflection of the moon breaks a drop of water. A drop of water can reflect the whole sky.
The coming and going of birth and death is a painting. Unsurpassed enlightenment is a painting. The entire phenomenal universe and the empty sky are nothing but a painting.
Mountains and oceans have whole worlds of innumerable wondrous features. We should understand that it is not only our distant surroundings that are like this, but even what is right here, even a single drop of water.
In a snowfall that covers the winter grass a white heron uses his own whiteness to disappear.
Sitting is the gateway of truth to total liberation.
Do not view mountains from the scale of human thought.
Now spring returns; but not to me returns The vernal joy my better years have known; Dim in my breast life's dying taper burns, And all the joys of life with health have flown.
Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with increased violence.
You have to have the fighting spirit. You have to force moves and take chances
To complain of the age we live in, to murmur at the present possessors of power, to lament the past, to conceive extravagant hopes of the future, are the common dispositions of the greatest part of mankind.