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.

The heart wants to go on; that is its dharma. For unless it moves, it dies.

The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life.

The force of arms only reveals man s weakness.

God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.

The tyrant claims freedom to kill freedom, and yet keep it for himself.

The greed for fruit misses the flower.