A handful of men working within the Zen sect of Buddhism created gardens in fifteenth-century Japan which were, and still are, far more than merely an aesthetic expression. And what is left of the earlier Mogul gardens in India suggests that their makers were acquainted with what lay behind the flowering of the Sufi movement in High Asia and so sought to add further dimensions to their garden scenes.

I'm tired, it's raining, and I am not a waterlily.

A garden really lives only insofar as it is an expression of faith, the embodiment of a hope and a song of praise.

A discerning eye needs only a hint, and understatement leaves the imagination free to build its own elaborations.

My pre-occupation is with the relationship between objects, whether I am dealing with woods, fields or water, rocks or trees, shrubs and plants, or groups of plants.

Limitations imply possibilities. A problem is a challenge.

Green fingers are the extension of a verdant heart.