Dust Quote by Huineng Download Open image “There is no Bodhi tree, Nor stand of a mirror bright. Since all is void, Where can the dust alight” — Huineng ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dust Mirrors Tree Void
Look, up at the sky. There is a light, a beauty up there, that no shadow can touch — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Paint what you really see, not what you think you ought to see; not the object isolated as in a test tube, but the… — Claude Monet Copy Share Image
“In the shade of the house, in the sunshine of the riverbank near the boats, in the shade of the Sal-wood forest, in the… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
It is only from the light which streams constantly from heaven that a tree can derive the energy to strike its roots deep into… — Simone Weil Copy Share Image
I looked a hundred times and all I saw was dust. The sun broke through and flecks of gold filled the air. — Mark Nepo Copy Share Image
To meditate means to realize inwardly the imperturbability of the Essence of Mind. The reason why we are perturbed is because we allow ourselves… — Huineng Copy Share Image
When our mind works freely without any hindrance, and is at liberty to 'come' or to 'go', we attain Samadhi of Prajna, or liberation.… — Huineng Copy Share Image
The capacity of the mind is broad and huge, like the vast sky. Do not sit with a mind fixed on emptiness. If you do, you will fall into a neutral kind of emptiness. Emptiness includes the sun, moon, stars, and planets, the great earth, mountains and rivers, all trees and grasses, bad people and good people, bad things and… — Huineng Copy Share
Confused by thoughts, we experience duality in life. Unencumbered by ideas, the enlightened see the one Reality. — Huineng Copy Share Image
Words are not truth. Truth is like the moon, and words are like my finger. I can point to the moon with my finger,… — Huineng Copy Share Image
As one lamp serves to dispel a thousand years of darkness, so one flash of wisdom destroys ten thousand years of ignorance. — Huineng Copy Share Image
A finger points at the moon, but the moon is not at the tip of the finger. Words points at the truth, but the… — Huineng Copy Share Image
Truth has nothing to do with words. Truth can be likened to the bright moon in the sky. Words, in this case, can be… — Huineng Copy Share Image
By amending our mistakes, we get wisdom. By defending our faults, we betray an unsound mind. — Huineng Copy Share Image
Perhaps no order of mammals presents us with so extraordinary a series of gradations as this [step by step, from humans to apes to monkeys to lemurs] - leading us insensibly from the crown and summit of the animal creation down to creatures, from which there is but a step, as it seems, to the lowest, smallest, and least intelligent… — Thomas Huxley Copy Share
She had been dragged in the most humiliating of all dusts, the dust reserved for older women who let themselves be approached, on amorous… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share Image
We think literature is immortal, but even that decays and ultimately turns to dust. — Mick Farren Copy Share Image
Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Mr. Bumpy from Bump in the Night was this funky little guy who lived under the bed and thought eating dust bunnies was a… — Jim Cummings Copy Share Image
At about 10 o'clock in the morning the sun threw a bright dust-laden bar through one of the side windows and in and out… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
I assume my stance, and take back the club, low, slowly; at the top, my eyes fog over, and my joints dip and swirl… — John Updike Copy Share Image
When any civilization is dust and ashes," he said, "art is all that's left over. Images, words, music. Imaginative structures. Meaning—human meaning, that is—is… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
When a man is not wanted in the village, he is always accused of raising dust even when he falls in a pool of… — Vikrant Parsai Copy Share Image
Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I'm not a prophet, but I always thought it was natural for dictatorships to fall. I remember in 1989, two months before the fall… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image
Passing beauties are only the fugitive reflections of the eternal. All beauty alters and all life melts away; in short, everything passes with marvelous… — Eliphas Levi Copy Share Image