The mind that does not understand is the Buddha. There is no other.

You cannot describe it or draw it. You cannot praise it enough or perceive it. No place can be found in which to put the Original Face; it will not disappear even when the universe is destroyed.

Learning Zen is a phenomenon of gold and dung. Before you understand it, it's like gold; after you understand it, it's like dung.

No thought, no reflection, no analysis, no cultivation, no intention; let it settle itself.

When you pass through, no one can pin you down, no one can call you back.

There are no mundane things outside of Buddhism, and there is no Buddhism outside of mundane things.