“One thing is certain, and the rest is lies; the flower that once has bloomed forever dies.”

A word after a word after a word is power.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.

If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.

In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.

I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.

I want our nation to be the most beautiful in the world — not the most powerful, but the most beautiful.

Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless — like water. You put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. Be water, my friend.