Land of the rising sun

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

Whenever you argue with another wiser than yourself in order that others may admire your wisdom, they will discover your ignorance.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.