A monk asks:Is there anything more miraculous than the wonders of nature?The master answers:Yes, your awareness of the wonders of nature.

Don't think that some tomorrow you'll see God's Light. You see it now or err in darkest night.

The rose does not have a why; it blossums without reason, forgetful of self and oblivious to our vision.

What is outside yourself does not convey much worth; Clothes do not make the man, the saddle not the horse.

The Rose is without 'why'—she blooms because she blooms.

It isn't bread that feeds you; it is life and the spirit that feed you through bread.

God does not care what good you did, but why you did it. He does not grade the fruit but probes the core and tests the root.