God, the Great Giver, can open the whole universe to our gaze in the narrow space of a single land.

Dreams can never be made captive.

To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all traces of their steps.

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.

Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past.

Merely to exist is not enough.

For many years, at great cost, I traveled through many countries, saw the high mountains, the oceans. The only things I did not see were the sparkling dewdrops in the grass just outside my door.