The canvas upon which the artist paints is the spectator's mind..

True beauty could be discovered only by one who mentally complete the incomplete..

Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things..

Teaism is a cult founded on the adoration of the beautiful among the sordid facts of everyday existence. It inculcates purity and harmony, the myster….

In our common parlance we speak of the man "with no tea" in him, when he is insusceptible to the serio-comic interests of the personal drama..

Fain would we remain barbarians, if our claim to civilization were to be based on the gruesome glory of war..

In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends..

Tea began as a medicine and grew into a beverage..

Cares melt when you kneel in your garden..

Tea...is a religion of the art of life..

Our mind is the canvas on which the artists lay their colour; their pigments are our emotions; their chiaroscuro the light of joy, the shadow of sadn….

The Philosophy of Tea is not mere aestheticism ... for it expresses conjointly with ethics and religion our whole point of view about man and nature.….

Perfection is everywhere if we only choose to recognise it..

Translation is always a treason, and as a Ming author observes, can at its best be only the reverse side of a brocade- all the threads are there, but….

Tea is a work of art and needs a master hand to bring out its noblest qualities. We have good and bad teas, as we have good and bad paintings - gener….

Those who cannot feel the littleness of great things in themselves are apt to overlook the greatness of little things in others..

Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pine….

The ancient sages never put their teachings in a systematic form. They spoke in paradoxes, for they were afraid of uttering half-truths. They began b….

Friends are flowers in life's garden..

Tea is more than an idealization of the form of drinking; it is a religion of the art of life..

We take refuge in pride, because we are afraid to tell the truth to ourselves..