A broad mind perceives small mountains and rivers,
Clear eyes reflect a bright sun and moon,
Harmonious ears hear a quiet world,
Swift feet travel free of dust.

── from Hsing Yun Shuo Ji
(Hsing Yun’s Commentaries on Verses)

The sky is my canopy and earth my blanket.
The sun, moon, and stars accompany me in my slumbers;
I dare not stretch my legs in full length at night,
For the fear of putting my feet through the bottom of the ocean.

── from Gujin Tushu Jicheng
(Complete Collection of Illustrations and Writings from the Earliest to Current Times)

Marching for ten thousand miles through wind-blown sand─ North, south, east and west, it’s all home. In the end, the heart is emptied, Nothing stirs; the mind a white lotus.

── from Zhanran Jushi Ji
(Works of Layman Zhanran)

Speaking the Dharma, the blue lotus of nine platforms, Heaven knows of the sickbed and the groaning; By chance one smiles and the Chan mind will be set on meditative concentration. From nowhere, Ananda comes.

── from Zhang Da Qian Tiannu Sanhua Tishi
(Zhang Daqian’s “Rain of Flowers from the Celestial Being”)