The mind is the root from which all things grow. If you can understand the mind, everything else is included.

Freeing oneself from words is liberation.

Whoever realizes that the six senses aren't real, that the five aggregates are fictions, that no such things can be located anywhere in the body, understands the language of Buddhas.

Whoever knows that the mind is a fiction and devoid of anything real knows that his own mind neither exists nor doesn't exist.

Neither gods nor men can foresee when an evil deed will bear its fruit.

Not thinking about anything is Zen. Once you know this, walking, sitting, or lying down, everything you do is Zen.

As long as you're enthralled by a lifeless form, you're not free.