The paired butterflies are already yellow with August Over the grass in the West garden; They hurt me. I grow older.

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.

Where hast thou wandered, gentle gale, to find the perfumes thou dost bring?

No character, however upright, is a match for constantly reiterated attacks, however false.

No sin, no matter how momentarily pleasurable, comforting, or habitual, is worth missing what God has for us.

All my first dates are interrupted by my fame because every picture taken is a fan that you can gain.

I'm kind of a recluse.

I am forced to the conclusion that modern medicine does not know it all.

"Agnostic" is a much more recent word than "atheist", coined by Thomas Huxley in 1869 to mean "without knowledge of God" and acquiring the usage of "being doubtful about the existence of God."

Life is not merely to be alive, but to be well.

My body has certainly wandered a good deal, but I have an uneasy suspicion that my mind has not wandered enough.

Let the Church always be a place of mercy and hope, where everyone is welcomed, loved and forgiven.