People say that money is not the key to happiness, but I always figured if you have enough money, you read more

People say that money is not the key to happiness, but I always figured if you have enough money, you can have a key made.

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.

So on he fares, and to the border comes,
Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
Now nearer, crowns read more

So on he fares, and to the border comes,
Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green,
As with a rural mound, the champain head
Of a steep wilderness.

The academy is not paradise. But learning is a place where paradise can be created.

The academy is not paradise. But learning is a place where paradise can be created.

Someone who has set out in the vehicle of a Bodhisattva should decide that `I must lead all the beings read more

Someone who has set out in the vehicle of a Bodhisattva should decide that `I must lead all the beings to nirvana, into that realm of nirvana which leaves nothing behind'. What is this realm of nirvana which leaves nothing behind ?

The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.

The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.

Not one or two, Subhuti, not one or two, but all the beings - men, women, animals, birds, trees, rocks. read more

Not one or two, Subhuti, not one or two, but all the beings - men, women, animals, birds, trees, rocks. All the beings in the world. One should create such a determination that `I will lead all of them into nirvana'.

Your optimistic eyes seem like paradise, to someone like...me.

Your optimistic eyes seem like paradise, to someone like...me.

There is no expeditious road
To pack and label men for God,
And save them by the read more

There is no expeditious road
To pack and label men for God,
And save them by the barrel-load.
Some may perchance, with strange surprise,
Have blundered into Paradise.