Quotes About Harmony

Raise your thoughts, not your fists.

The universe is a masterpiece painted by love's masterstrokes.

To shine always love always.

What you seek for others you find for yourself.

Your inner light lights up your outer world.

How still it is! Stinging into the stones, The locusts' trill.

All who have achieved excellence in art possess one thing in common; that is, a mind to be one with nature, throughout the seasons.

Old pond — frogs jumped in — sound of water

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Chrysanthemum Silence - monk Sips his morning tea.

It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon.

A warbler singing— somewhere beyond the willow, before the thicket

An old silent pond... A frog jumps into the pond, splash! Silence again.

Old yam digger     please explain            this mountain's sorrows

A bush-warbler, Coming to the verandah-edge, Left its droppings On the rice-cakes.

El viejo estanque una rana se sumerge ruido de agua

Dying cricket - how full of life, his song.

Cormorant fishing: How stirring, How saddening

Sparrow, spare the horsefly dallying in flowers.

Clouds – a chance to dodge moon-viewing.

Birth of art – song of rice planters, chorus from nowhere.

The master said, 'Learn about a pine tree from a pine tree, and about a bamboo stalk from a bamboo stalk.' What he meant was that the poet should detach his mind from self… and enter into the object, sharing its delicate life and its feelings. Whereupon a poem forms itself. Description of the object is not enough: unless a poem contains feelings which have come from the object, the object and the poet's self will be separate things.

Darkening waves – cry of wild ducks, faintly white.

Under one roof, courtesans and monks asleep— moon and bush clover