You sanctify whatever you are grateful for.

When you cling, life is destroyed; when you hold on to anything, you cease to live.

Sin is a refusal to grow, a refusal to love, a refusal to get committed, to be concerned, and to take risks.

Rare indeed, is the relationship in which the other is not cultivated for what one can get for oneself.

"My former master taught me to accept birth and death." "Then what have you come to me for?" asked the master. "To learn to accept what lies in between."

Said the monk: "All these mountains and rivers and the earth and stars - where do they come from?" Said the master: "Where does your question come from?"

A lost coin is found by means of a candle; the deepest truth is found by means of a simple story.