“Love feels good. It’s perfectly balanced, and it never involves sacrifice. If it doesn’t feel good, if it's obsessive/needy, or if demands some kind of sacrifice from you, it’s not love.”
“But there are times — my favorite climbs — when it doesn’t feel as if I’m climbing. Instead, the cliff or tree or wall seems to be lifting me, higher and higher.”
Source: Bright Eyes: A Kunoichi Tale
“People have lost faith in God and the Kingdom of God because they have put God in the wrong place. If they put God in the right place, in their own heart, the spiritual crisis will come to an end. This is a spiritual and a cultural matter. In the Jewish, Christian, and Islamic traditions there are people who have discovered that God does not belong to the future or to another place.”
Source: Enjoying the Ultimate: Commentary on the Nirvana Chapter of the Chinese Dharmapada
“Xin Ming, Origin is the present moment.”
Source: Song of Mind: Wisdom from the Zen Classic Xin Ming
“Blankness is similar to being asleep or unconscious. If that is all it takes to experience enlightenment, my job would be much easier. I would just walk behind each one of you and knock you unconscious with a big stick.”
Source: Song of Mind: Wisdom from the Zen Classic Xin Ming
“There is more wisdom in a crumbling leaf than in a thousand words about impermanence.”
“— Non ha importanza se si fanno errori. Però fate le cose con cura. Ogni piccolo movimento, fatelo con cura, mettendoci l'anima.
«L'anima» è una cosa astratta, che non si può vedere con gli occhi. La guardavo dubbiosa: non si può mica dire: «Ecco, l'ho messa», come se si mettesse del riso in una ciotola.”
Source: Ogni giorno è un buon giorno: Quindici gioie che il tè mi ha insegnato
“Stepping into worlds for which I am the first to see, and meeting the characters who live there, is a joy unlike anything else I’ve experienced. As a writer I attempt to share this joy with an invitation to others. Thanks to those who have accepted the invitation. E. G. Kardos”
Source: Cutting of Harp Strings: A Novel
“Device against self, self beside device,
An idea about life,
Imitations of this, imitations of that,
Very funny life.”
“L’alba
Non assomiglia a una nuova pagina di un libro
È una sinfonia di rinascita
col suo spiegamento di suoni e colori
Ogni alba è un’ode
A ventiquattro ore nuove di zecca
P 208 chiamami con i miei veri nomi”