“There we did begin, Cloisterd in the waterfall, Our summer discipline.”

“Between our two livesthere is also the life ofthe cherry blossom.”

“In the end, without skill or talent, I've given myself over entirely to poetry. Po Chu-i labored at it until he nearly burst. Tu Fu starved rather than abandon it. Neither my intelligence nor my writing is comparable to such men. Nevertheless, in the end, we ALL live in phantom huts.”

“Winter solitude-in a world of one colourthe sound of the wind.”

“This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.”

“Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise; seek what they sought.”

“Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.”