Grasses are misty, The waters silent- A tranquil evening.

Young leaves The sound of a waterfall Heard from far and near.

Lighting one candle from another - Winter night

Throw open your window and let the scenery of clouds and sky enter your room.

In pale moonlight / the wisteria's scent / comes from far away.

In the spring rain, The pond and the river Have become one.

In lantern-light My yellow Chrysanthemums Lost all their color

In the water bucket a melon and an eggplant nodding to each other

I came to the flowers; I slept beneath them; this was my leisure.

Calligraphy of geese against the sky- the moon seals it.

in my garden I pick a musk melon feeling like a thief

[I]t is rather the case that we desire something because we believe it to be good than that we believe a thing to be good because we desire it. It is the thought that starts things off.

The best place to begin is always with gratitude.

He just hijacks me. I love him. And I won't be able to give anyone a real chance until that's over.

This nation asks for action, and action now.

You evidently feel that brevity is the soul of widowhood.

Even if we're facing bigotry or racism, we can still be successful.

We know that the Constitution wisely separates church from state, but remember: the Constitution guarantees freedom of religion, not freedom from religion.

Everyone thought the acquisition strategy was extremely risky because no one had ever done it successfully. In other words, it was innovative.

Life itself is vanishing fast. Make haste for eternity.

The past was more Christian? At times perhaps, in others, though, no.