Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty peaks to the smallest of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow's grass.

Neglecting small things under the pretext of wanting to accomplish large ones is the excuse of a coward.

The wise expect nothing, hope for nothing, thus avoiding all disappointment and anxiety.

"To fashion stars out of dog dung, that is the Great Work. To take a negative experience and, by comparing it to something worse, make it feel good, is the great skill."

Guard against idols -- yes, guard against all idols, of which surely the greatest is oneself.

Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty peaks to the smallest of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow's grass.

There is nothing truly serious in life. All words sound hollow when one listens to them carefully.