Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
Judge the moth by the beauty of the candle
There is my body, in it an ocean formed of his glory, all the creation, all the universes, all the galaxies, are lost in it.
The middle path is the way to wisdom
Take sips of this pure wine being poured. Don't mind that you've been given a dirty cup.
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.