Now The Swinging Bridge Is Quieted With

Make The Universe Your Companion, Always Bearing In Mind The True Nature Of Things-mountains And Rivers, Trees And Grasses, And Humanity-and Enjoy The Falling Blossoms And The Scattering Leaves.

I Hope To Have Gathered To Repay Your Kindness The Willow Leaves Scattered In The Garden.

No Matter Where Your Interest Lies, You Will Not Be Able To Accomplish Anything Unless You Bring Your Deepest Devotion To It.

Poverty's Child - He Starts To Grind The Rice, And Gazes At The Moon.

O Cricket From Your Cherry Cry No One Would Ever Guess How Quickly You Must Die.