I hate wasting people's time.
I'll continue to climb, trying to reach the top. But no one knows where the top is.
If you know peace, then you thrive; if you know contentment, then you are rich
Deep at the bottom of the well no warmth has yet returned, The rain which sighs and feels so cold has dampened withered roots. What sort of man at such a time would come to visit the teacher? As this is not a time for flowers, I find I've come alone.
Poetry and painting are rooted in the same law, The work of heaven and of the first cause.
Define the limits of your vision: Having this, you will not be poorer Than a man who rules a dukedom.
Gratitude is the single greatest treasure I will take with me from this experience.
They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm That a baby can pick up, and join, right with 'em. But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic Using nursery terms, at least not poetic.
Spirit of Beauty, whose sweet impulses, flung like rose of dawn across the sea, alone can flush the exalted consciousness with shafts of sensible divinity-light of the world, essential loveliness.
I stopped working a few years ago because I just lost a spark that I'd had before. I thought I'd just try writing, and maybe start directing, but I did it very quietly.