In the mountain, stillness surges up to explore its own height In the lake, movement stands still to contemplate its own depth.

• Death is not extinguishing the light It is simply putting out the lamp Because the dawn has come
• The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow. I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
• In the mountain, stillness surges up to explore its own height In the lake, movement stands still to contemplate its own depth.
• Man is immortal therefore he must die endlessly. For life is a creative idea it can only find itself in changing forms.
• Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because dawn has come.
• Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because the Dawn has come.
• The mountain remains unmoved at seeming defeat by the mist.
• Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
• Nirvana is not the blowing out of the candle. It is the extinguishing of the flame because day is come.
• We gain freedom when we have paid the full price.