A stick becomes a flute when it's loved.

Some people are old at 18 and some are young at 90. Time is a concept that humans created.

We're all water from different rivers,
That's why it's so easy to meet,
We're all water in this vast, vast ocean,
Someday we'll evaporate together.

We’ve been filled with great treasure for one purpose: to be spilled.

You change the world by being yourself.

I realized that if my thoughts immediately affect my body, I should be careful about what I think. Now if I get angry, I ask myself why I feel that way. If I can find the source of my anger, I can turn that negative energy into something positive.

Each time we don't say what we wanna say, we're dying.

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.

I think that all women are witches, in the sense that a witch is a magical being. And a wizard, which is a male version of a witch, is kind of revered, and people respect wizards. But a witch, my god, we have to burn them. It’s the male chauvinistic society that we’re living in for the longest time, 3,000 years or whatever. And so I just wanted to point out the fact that men and women are magical beings. We are very blessed that way, so I’m just bringing that out. Don’t be scared of witches, because we are good witches, and you should appreciate our magical power.

Art is a way of survival… a verb, rather than a noun… Art is my life and my life is art.

Only art and music have the power to bring peace.

Cosmetics is a boon to every woman, but a girl's best beauty aid is still a near-sighted man.

Every drop in the ocean counts… You may think I’m small, but I have a universe in my mind…

Tape the sound of the moon fading at dawn. Give it to your mother to listen to when she's in sorrow.

Hide until everybody goes home. Hide until everybody forgets about you. Hide until everybody dies.

They take an empty fist as containing something real and the pointing finger as the object pointed at. Because the finger is adhered to as though it were the Moon, all their efforts are lost.

When a person does not dwell in self, things will of themselves reveal their forms.

A sage’s movement is like that of water, his stillness like that of a mirror, his responses like those of an echo.

Never does a sage go ahead of other men, but always follows in their wake.

Only by holding on to the formless and substance-less energy at the root of creation can one attain the Tao.