What You Think In Your

Your Body Is Like A Dew-drop On The Morning Grass, Your Life Is As Brief As A Flash Of Lightning. Momentary And Vain, It Is Lost In A Moment.

Prefer To Be Defeated In The Presence Of The Wise Than To Excel Among Fools.

Forgetting Oneself Is Opening Oneself

When Other Sects Speak Well Of Zen, The First Thing That They Praise Is Its Poverty.

I Asked, "what Are Words?" The Tenzo Said, "one, Two, Three, Four, Five." I Asked Again, "what Is Practice?" "nothing In The Entire Universe Is Hidden."