Because Monks Come From The Midst Of

The True Person Is Not Anyone In Particular; But Like The Deep Blue Color Of The Limitless Sky, It Is Everyone, Everywhere In The World.

To Study The Self Is To Forget The Self. To Forget The Self Is To Be Enlightened By The Ten Thousand Things.

In Autumn Even Though I May See It Again, How Can I Sleep With The Moon This Evening?

A Fool Sees Himself As Another, But A Wise Man Sees Others As Himself.

I Haven't Got Any Buddhism. I Live By Letting Things Happen.