“Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.”

I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.

Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.

When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.

Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.

Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.

From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.

The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.

Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.

Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.

When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.

Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.

Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!

Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.

Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.

Better than a thousand hollow words is one word that brings peace.

Learn this from water: loud splashes the brook but the oceans depth are calm.

Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding.

There is no ‘way to peace,’ there is only ‘peace.

Calm before the Storm and after once the dust settles.

Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without.

The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them.

Worry is interest paid before it’s due.