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

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.

Did you ever wonder if the person in the puddle is real, and you're just a reflection of him?

Often it does seem such a pity that Noah and his party did not miss the boat.

The state is the soul of man enlarged under the microscope of history.

From the moment I could even understand what “respect” was I knew it was not a choice but the ONLY option.

The longer we dwell on our misfortunes the greater is their power to harm us.

It's very often true that some women look better without makeup, but that's only during the day.

Horace appears in good humor while he censures, and therefore his censure has the more weight, as supposed to proceed from judgment and not from passion.

The Web is fascinating and transformative, but it's an easy, flashy, get-rich-quick option to the hard graft of proper industry.

Don't write about trying to change the world, just write about a changed world or a world that's not changing. Let that do the work.

At first, then, exhibit the coyness of a maiden, until the enemy gives you an opening; afterwards emulate the rapidity of a running hare, and it will be too late for the enemy to oppose you.