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

Paradise is at your own center; unless you find it there, there is no way to enter.

Nothing can throw thee into the infernal abyss so much as this detested word - heed well! - this mine and thine.

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

Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now?

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

If in your heart you make a manger for his birth then God will once again become a child on earth.