Lao Tzu Quotes

A tree growing out of the ground is as wonderful today as it ever was. It does not need to adopt new and startling methods.

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

It was night and I could see a large and calm lake, reflecting the moon. Black mountains rose around it. I arrived from between two of these mountains, I looked at the lake and the moon, and that was it, nothing else happened.

Here, on the river's verge, I could be busy for months without changing my place, simply leaning a little more to right or left.

The time of wisdom cannot be measured, and for me, wisdom is the garden. There is no time in the garden.

There's something about the expanse of nature that forces you to think clearly.

Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars. This is true freedom, a good practical sort of immortality.

A dead hydrangea is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom. Bleak sky is as seductive as sunshine, miniature orange trees without blossom or fruit are not defective; they are that.

Adventure today means finding one's way back to the silence and stillness of a thousand years ago.

come back believer in shade believer in silence and elegance believer in ferns believer in patience believer in the rain

Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there for a knowledge of what is not to be arrived at, but let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive, budding patiently under the eye of Apollo, and taking hints from every noble insect that favours us with a visit - sap will be given us for meat and dew for drink.

HELPED are those who live in quietness, knowing neither brand name nor fad; they shall live every day as if in eternity, and each moment shall be as full as it is long.

If one could drown in the grass, thought Elphie, that might be the best way to die.

The heavens and earth stay as they were; my heart Beats as it beat: the truth remains the truth.

Allow nature to teach you stillness.

Away from the tumult of motor and mill I want to be care-free; I want to be still! I'm weary of doing things; weary of words I want to be one with the blossoms and birds.

You, of course, are a rose-- But were always a rose.

I have sat here happy in the gardens, Watching the still pool and the reeds And the dark clouds. . . . But though I greatly delight In these and the water lilies, That which sets me nighest to weeping Is the rose and white colour of the smooth flag-stones, And the pale yellow grasses Among them.

There's nobody living who couldn't stand all afternoon in front of a waterfall .... Anyone who can sit on a stone in a field awhile can see my painting. Nature is like parting a curtain, you go into it .... as you would cross an empty beach to look at the ocean.

Old pond, frog jumps in - plop.

I see pictures all the time. I could stay for hours and watch a raindrop.

Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.

The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing