We know that from time to time there arise among human beings people who seem to exude love as naturally as the sun gives out heat.

The hallucination of separateness prevents one from seeing that to cherish the ego is to cherish misery. We do not realize that our so-called love and concern for the individual is simply the other face of our own fear of death or rejection. In his exaggerated valuation of separate identity, the personal ego is sawing off the branch on which he is sitting, and then getting more and more anxious about the coming crash!

The world is a marvelous system of wiggles.

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

Without birth and death, and without the perpetual transmutation of all the forms of life, the world would be static, rhythm-less, undancing, mummified.

But at any rate, the point is that God is what nobody admits to being, and everybody really is.

The best way to convince someone is by making him realize that what you speak came from his own mind.