The lessons we learn from the wild become the etiquette of freedom.

Zen aims at freedom but its practice is disciplined.

Clouds sink down the hills Coffee is hot again. The dog Turns and turns about, stops and sleeps.

I hold the most archaic values on earth ... the fertility of the soul, the magic of the animals, the power-vision in solitude.... the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe.

I don't know of any other city where you can walk through so many culturally diverse neighborhoods, and you're never out of sight of the wild hills. Nature is very close here.

Read carefully, then don't read; work hard, then forget about it; know your tradition, then liberate yourself from it; learn language, then free yourself from it. Finally, know at least one form of magic.

Streams and mountains never stay the same.