Simultaneously I am myself, the child I was, the old man I will be.

If we were doomed to live forever, we would scarcely be aware of the beauty around us.

I ... had what Kierkegaard called 'the sickness of infinitude,' wandering from one path to another with no real recognition that I was embarked upon a search, and scarcely a clue as to what I might be after. I only knew that at the bottom of each breath there was a hollow place that needed to be filled.

Be light, light, light - full of light!

Simultaneously I am myself, the child I was, the old man I will be.

In this very breath that we take now lies the secret that all great teachers try to tell us.

The Zen expression “Kill the Buddha!” means to kill any concept of the Buddha as something apart from oneself.