Gently I stir a white feather fan, With open shirt sitting in a green wood. I take off my cap and hang it on a jutting stone; A wind from the pine-tree trickles on my bare head.

You have to accept the storms and the rainy days and the things in life that you sometimes don't want to face.

Heaven is high, Earth Wide. Bitter between them flies my sorrow.

The world is like a great empty dream. Why should one toil away one's life?

Shade and light are different in every valley.

All the birds have flown up and gone; A lonely cloud floats leisurely by. We never tire of looking at each other - Only the mountain and I.

You ask why I make my home n the mountain forest, and I smile, and am silent, and even my soul remains quiet: it lives in the other world which no one owns. The peach trees blossom, The water flows.

I'm not superstitious.

I bow in reverence to the white cloud.

A strip of water's spread in the setting sun, Half the river's emerald, half is red. I love the third night of the ninth month, The dew is like a pearl; the moon like a bow.

To find pleasure in life, make the most of the spring.

Pure-chit itself is the Absolute Supreme Soul (parmatma).

There's this constant guilt that comes with parenting. You always feel like you're never enough. If you're confident in your parenting, you probably suck at it.

ALL ART, OF COURSE, IS INTELLECTUAL, BUT FOR ME, ALL THE ARTS, AND CINEMA EVEN MORE SO, MUST ABOVE ALL BE EMOTIONAL AND ACT UPON THE HEART.

When you come into a movie theatre, there are no windows, you don't hear the sound outside and you're ready for fantasy.

The hope for our nation and our world lies within our ability to innovate and move forward technologically.

What hap­pens to me if this slip­per fits?" "I turn you into a hand­some frog.

A night journey is essentially a thing of possibilities.

Hmmm, completely a-religious - atheist. I find that people seem to think religion brings morals and appreciation of nature. I actually think it detracts from both.

In the age of strategy, advantage flowed from owning resources. In the age of wisdom, it flows from seeding and connecting them.

For the beginning is assuredly the end- since we know nothing, pure and simple, beyond our own complexities.