place where man laughs, sings, picks flowers, chases butterflies and pets birds, makes love with maidens, and plays with children. Here he spontaneously reveals his nature, the base as well as the noble. Here also he buries his sorrows and difficulties and cherishes his ideals and hopes. It is in the garden that men discover themselves. Indeed one discovers not only his real self but also his ideal self?he returns to his youth. Inevitably the garden is made the scene of man's merriment, escapades, romantic abandonment, spiritual awakening or the perfection of his finer self.
ConfuciusWhen nature exceeds culture, we have the rustic. When culture exceeds nature, we have the pedant.
ConfuciusWhen you have become one with the Great Universal, you will have no partiality, and when you are part of the process of transformation, you will have no rigidity.
Confucius