Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Gardener's Thoughts

Could I master the language I'd speak only silence.

No one can think clearly who thinks only with their head.

The moon is always full, though you can't always see it.

Many a petal has yet to fall before the last one falls.

A wave is no less free because the current helps it along.

Rain or shine, the cicadas find something to sing about.

Flowers are the gardener's thoughts.

When you win an argument, what do you win?

The world makes sense to those who don't try to make sense of it.

Even to have lived in vain is beautiful.

If my hand on yours trembles it's because bodies never lie.

Not trying makes everything easy.

When you chop life into little pieces you don't get pieces of life.

Don't stand in the hallway waiting; join the feast.