真理是一种发生在观念上的东西。
我们就是土地，土地就是我们。
We are all chapters in the great book of life.
Art is not about objects, but about relationships.
The true way is along a rope that is not spanned high in the air, but just above the ground. It seems intended more to cause stumbling than to be walked upon.
在烦恼的黑暗宅院中，要常常生出智慧的光明。
“我们唯一需要害怕的就是害怕本身。”