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

To sit alone in the lamplight with a book spread out before you, and hold intimate converse with men of unseen generations - such is a pleasure beyond compare.

Even members of the nobility, let alone persons of no consequence, would do well not to have children.

There is nothing finer than to be alone with nothing to distract you.

Ambition never comes to an end.

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.

In everything, no matter what it may be, uniformity is undesirable. Leaving something incomplete makes it interesting, and gives one the feeling that there is room for growth