There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

Every scent is the sun's scent.

Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

Dream by making and make by dreaming.