Llyoyd Nick in the Foreword to Zen No Sho:
"The mind of pure spirit flows through the ink onto the pressed rice paper stretched on the floor, quietly forming the leaves of the table of Moses, the vast hidden encyclopedia of insight, the notes of transcendent symphony. All to instruct us to a quieter and higher place.
When the last stroke is complete and spoken, a breath of air leaves like the soul leaving at the time of expiring. It has spoken, has been created, has left its mark. We have received the wisdom of the ages, the word of our own god, the sound of our inner being. For a split second, we are in tune with the universe. The image travels through the limits of our universe in our mind and into our limitless unconsciousness. Knowledge, sacred and profound, pure and mystical, pierces us like the arrow of Theresa of Avila. We have just experienced the joy of life's ode and the unveiling of its glorious and benevolent secrets."
Zen No Sho
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