Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.

Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

The journey itself is my home.

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

Summer grasses, All that remainsOf soldiers' dreams

Dead my old fine hopesAnd dry my dreaming but still...Iris, blue each spring

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

Describe plum-blossoms?Better than my verses...whiteWordless Butterflies

Not knowing the name of the tree, I stood in the floodof its sweet scent.

It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon.

On this roadwhere nobody else travelsautumn nightfall.

Women are aroused by the strangest things, like a rock going through their bedroom window

Maturity turns out to be a question you can never answer with confidence, despite advanced age and wage.

I am an aristocrat. I love liberty I hate equality.

You have to know how to use the accident, how to recognise it, how to control it, and ways to eliminate it so that the whole surface looks felt and born all at once.

Perfect love holds the secret of the world's perfect liberty.

Onew hyung usually smiles a lot but when he's serious, I can't stop laughing.

Every single one of us is the descendant of a go-getter. Of dreamers and of believers.

Sanity is sometimes a matter of going on, outwardly, as if everything is all right.

If you can't enjoy the time between golf shots, then you are going to have a pretty difficult life because most of you life is the time spent in-between.

All the directors that I've had the opportunity to work with are fantastic.