Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.

Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters.

For a game, you don’t need a teacher.

They grew; they did not talk about growing.

Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.

They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.

Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.

A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.

From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.

It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.

Teaching others, he corrected himself.

Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art.

You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.

A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.