Sublime

He interested me because he was so quiet and solitary and so happy withal; a well of good humor and contentment which overflowed at his eyes. His mirth was without alloy. Sometimes I saw him at his work in the woods, felling trees, and he would greet me with a laugh of inexpressible satisfaction, and a salutation in Canadian French, though he spoke

Si une dame se rendait au vestiaire, il s’empressait d’aller lui chercher son manteau ; il avait pour chaque enfant un regard amical ou un mot de plaisanterie ; il était à la fois sociable et discret ; bref, il paraissait un de ces êtres privilégiés, à qui le sentiment d’être agréable aux autres par un visage souriant et un charme juvénile donne un

The identification of the mind with its own image is, therefore, paralyzing because the image is fixed–it is past and finished. But it is a fixed image of oneself in motion! To cling to it is thus to be in constant contradiction and conflict. Hence Yün-men’s saying, “In walking, just walk. In sitting, just sit. Above all, don’t wobble.” In other wo

High in the gloom behind the cash till sat the shopkeeper, a friendly smile on his lips. He must have been wondering who we were and what our business was. This was one of those places where everyone knew everyone and a new face stuck out like a flower arrangement in a garage workshop.

and Lee K. Abbott’s “Living Alone in Iota” to showcase voice.

The one who’d asked had a sideburn and the invulnerable smile of someone who’s had two airport cocktails and nothing but nuts.

See, I’m no scholar. I have no special skill in speaking or thinking. I only understand listening and piety; I’ve learned nothing else. If I were able to say and teach this, I might be a wise man, but as it stands, I am only a ferryman, and it is my task to ferry people across the river.