Geese are white, crows are black. No argument will change this.

A tree trunk the size of a man grows from a blade as thin as a hair. A tower nine stories high is built from a small heap of earth.

Allow your softer, more intuitive, and less dominating feminine qualities to rise to the fore, so that you're surrendering rather than dominating, receiving rather than broadcasting, loving rather than fighting.

Can you make your soul embrace the One and not lose it?

Perfect kindness acts without thinking of kindness.

Mold clay into a bowl. The empty space makes it useful.

The reality of the building does not consist in the roof and walls, but in the space within to be lived in.