“Worship means reverence and humility it means revering your real self and humbling delusions.”

Trying to find a buddha or enlightenment is like trying to grab space.

Someone who seeks the Way doesn’t look beyond himself.

Leaving behind the false, return to the true: make no discriminations between self and others. In contemplation, one’s mind should be stable and unmoving, like a wall.

Unless you see your nature, all this talk about cause & effect is nonsense. Buddhas don’t practice nonsense.

The mind’s capacity is limitless, and its manifestations are inexhaustible. Seeing forms with your eyes, hearing sounds with your ears, smelling odors with your nose, tasting flavors with your tongue, every movement or state is all your mind.

The essence of the Way is detachment.

To find a Buddha all you have to do is see your nature.

Once you see your nature, sex is basically immaterial.

Whoever knows that the mind is a fiction and devoid of anything real knows that his own mind neither exists nor doesn’t exist.

Not thinking about anything is Zen. Once you know this, walking, sitting, or lying down, everything you do is Zen.

Whoever realizes that the six senses aren’t real, that the five aggregates are fictions, that no such things can be located anywhere in the body, understands the language of Buddhas.

The Buddha is your real body, your original mind.

The true Way is sublime. It can’t be expressed in language. Of what use are scriptures? But someone who sees his own nature finds the Way, even if he can’t read a word.

But when you first embark on the Path, your awareness won’t be focused. You’re likely to see all sorts of strange, dreamlike scenes. But you shouldn’t doubt that all such scenes come from your own mind and nowhere else.

The ultimate Truth is beyond words. Doctrines are words. They’re not the Way.

Our nature is the mind. And the mind is our nature.

What is man? He’s just a collection of chemicals with delusions of grandeur.

I never met another man I’d rather be. And even if that’s a delusion, it’s a lucky one.

If history teaches anything, it teaches that self-delusion in the face of unpleasant facts is folly.

It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.

All things of the body stream away like a river, all things of the mind are dreams and delusion; life is warfare, and a visit to a strange land; the only lasting fame is oblivion.

There is danger for him who taketh the tiger cub, and danger also for whoso snatches a delusion from a woman.

When one person suffers from a delusion, it is called insanity. When many people suffer from a delusion it is called Religion.

Such delusions of grandeur to think that a God with a hundred billion galaxies on his mind would give a tuppenny damn who you sleep with, or indeed whether you believe in him.