Sell Your Cleverness And Buy Bewilderment.

There Are Many Winds Full Of Anger, And Lust And Greed. They Move The Rubbish Around, But The Solid Mountain Of Our True Nature Stays Where It's Always Been.

Finding Faults Is For Those With Tired Minds.

No More Words. In The Name Of This Place We Drink In With Our Breathing, Stay Quiet Like A Flower. So The Nightbirds Will Start Singing.

There Is A Moon Inside Every Human Being. Learn To Be Companions With It.

Words Are A Pretext. It Is The Inner Bond That Draws One Person To Another, Not Words.