Blossoms are scattered by the wind and the wind cares nothing but the blossoms of the heart no wind can touch.

A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky.

The true criminal must be defined as a man who commits a crime though he is as decently fed and clothed as others.

On a moonlit night, after a snowfall, or under cherry blossoms, it adds to our pleasure if, while chatting at our ease, we bring forth the wine cups.

Blossoms are scattered by the wind and the wind cares nothing but the blossoms of the heart no wind can touch.

If you must take care that your opinions do not differ in the least from those of the person with whom you are talking, you might just as well be alone.

Though a man excels in everything, unless he has been a lover his life is lonely, and he may be likened to a jewelled cup which can contain no wine.