Mahakasyapa

I am the son of the Blessed one, born from his own mouth

Bouddha

Be for yourself

your own light,

your only refuge.

Ikkyu

The beauties transform themselves in clouds and rain The river of the passion of love is deep A hooker and me, A zen practitioner, Are singing on the top of a tower.

Wanshi

When the discriminating thoughts are forgotten, it is like the white panache of the weeds shining on the snow.

Sosan

The way is round, perfect as the vast world Without any notion of lack or superfluous. In reality because we want to choose or reject We are not free

Sekito

Turn your light inside and make a half-turn, The infinite and inconceivable source can neither be faced nor avoided Meet the ancient masters and be intimate with their teaching. Tie up the grass to build a hut and never give up.

Baso

The universe is nothing else

than the testimony of a unique dharma.

What we see with forms

is only the reflection of our mind.

The mind does not exist in itself.

Its existence reveals itself

through the forms.

Eno

The abused mind

turns around the lotus

The awakened mind

makes the lotus

turn around him.

Hyakujo

A day without working,

a day without eating

Joshu

If after five, ten, twenty years of practice you do not reach the awakening Then cut my head and make an urinal with my skull.

Nansen

-Have you eaten your rice soup? -Yes -So, go and clean your bowl

Nyojo

During seventy years my sins Filled up the entire universe I brought this body up to the highest It goes now back down to hell Oh! I have nothing to say About life and death.

Dogen

The way transmitted to the West I transmitted to the East Fishing for the moon Ploughing the clouds I gathered the ancient savor.

Ejo

It is a single and same light Which harmonizes in one whole People of satori and people of illusion.

Keisan

In the vertical contact The three worlds become a single instant In the horizontal contact The directions exist facing our eyes

Ryonen

In this living world The body that I abandon to the fire Would be miserableIf I would see in myself anything else Except wood to be burned.

Ryokan

What would I leave as memory? The flowers in the spring, The cuckoo in the summer, The maple leaves in the fall.

Fugai

How can he smile so happy? Do not compare him to the others; His social manners are not from this world His happiness comes from his own nature.

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Ikkyu

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Boddidharma, buddhist monk

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