Humankind has no idea what existence is, at this stage. They're all dreaming, they're all asleep... Once in a great while a fully awakened one is here, observes everybody is sleeping and leaves, quietly.

You cannot compel someone to love. Love is like the wind. It comes when it does, it stops when it does, it changes direction when it does. Who are you and I to criticize the wind?

Any area you slough off in your life will reflect in your meditation. Be happy when you could be depressed. Push jealous, fear, and anger out of your mind. Don't feel sorry for yourself.

When time stops, matter stops.

It is possible to exert a power over all things, all beings. But we must begin with intent always.

The person who did all of these things has gone away, vanished without a trace in the ecstasy of existence.

What is perfect? From the Zen mind, perfection is not being there.