Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.

The bird thinks it a favor to give the fish a lift in the air

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

Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a true lover truly knows that he is loved.

Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave. The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him.

My eyes have seen much, but they are not weary. My ears have heard much, but they thirst for more.

The first flower that blossomed on this earth was an invitation to an unborn song.