A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?

Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves in Autumn and become naked in Winter without fearing blame.

I AM IGNORANT of absolute truth. But I am humble before my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my reward.

A little knowledge that acts is worth infinitely more than much knowledge that is idle.

The envier praises me unknowingly.

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.

Inspiration is in seeing a part of the whole with the part of the whole in you.