The mind that does not understand is the Buddha. There is no other.

The mind that does not understand is the Buddha. There is no other.

You cannot describe it or draw it. You cannot praise it enough or perceive it. No place can be found read more

You cannot describe it or draw it. You cannot praise it enough or perceive it. No place can be found in which to put the Original Face; it will not disappear even when the universe is destroyed.

We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality. We are that reality. When you understand read more

We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality. We are that reality. When you understand this, you see that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. That is all.

In deep meditation the flow of concentration is continuous like the flow of oil.

In deep meditation the flow of concentration is continuous like the flow of oil.

Meditation brings wisdom; lack of mediation leaves ignorance. Know well what leads you forward and what hold you back, and read more

Meditation brings wisdom; lack of mediation leaves ignorance. Know well what leads you forward and what hold you back, and choose the path that leads to wisdom.

There are no mundane things outside of Buddhism, and there is no Buddhism outside of mundane things

There are no mundane things outside of Buddhism, and there is no Buddhism outside of mundane things

My sole literary ambition is to write one good novel, then retire to my hut in the desert, assume the read more

My sole literary ambition is to write one good novel, then retire to my hut in the desert, assume the lotus position, compose my mind and senses, and sink into meditation, contemplating my novel

On the contrary, Subhuti, those Bodhisattvas who, when these words of the sutra are being taught, will find even one read more

On the contrary, Subhuti, those Bodhisattvas who, when these words of the sutra are being taught, will find even one single thought of serene faith, will be such as have honoured many hundreds of thousands of Buddhas, such as have planted their roots

Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour,
And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined,
Loves read more

Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour,
And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined,
Loves to commune with thoughts of tender power,--
A shining Jacob's-ladder of the mind!