the bird wishes it were a cloud.
the cloud wishes it were a bird.

you smiled and talked to me of nothing and i felt that for this i had been waiting long.

the fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy,
the bird in the air is singing.
but man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth andthe music of the air.


the world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making the music of sadness.

god finds himself by creating.

谁给我一个这样的世界

the mind, sharp but not broad, sticks at every point but does not move.

we come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.

tiny grass, your steps are small, but you possess the earth under your tread.

各种木鞋