September 2010
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Sometimes we get tired of practicing, because we always have in mind to practice...
– Dainin Katagiri Roshi in Returning to Silence: Zen Practice in Daily Life (Shambhala Publications)
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It’s hard to remember that this day will never come again. That the time is now...
– Jeanette Winterson
from Whiskey River (via crashinglybeautiful)
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To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity...
– William Blake (1757—1827)
“Auguries of Innocence”,
(via ratak-monodosico)
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Three Oddest Words
108zenbooks:
crashinglybeautiful:
When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it. When I pronounce the word Nothing, I make something no nonbeing can hold.
by Wislawa Szymborska
(from yama-bato)
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