Occupation: Author Birth: February 14, 1862 Death: September 2, 1913
It is not the accumulation of extraneous knowledge, but the realization of the self within, that constitutes true progress..
The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings..
Tea with us became more than an idealisation of the form of drinking; it is a religion of the art of life. The beverage grew to be an excuse for the ….
A garden is a friend you can visit any time..
The art of today is that which really belongs to us: it is our own reflection. In condemning it we but condemn ourselves..
In the worship of Bacchus, we have sacrificed too freely.... Why not consecrate ourselves to the queen of the Camelias, and revel in the warm stream ….
Cares melt when you kneel in your garden..
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….
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….
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..
We take refuge in pride, because we are afraid to tell the truth to ourselves..
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….
Those who cannot feel the littleness of great things in themselves are apt to overlook the greatness of little things in others..
Perfection is everywhere if we only choose to recognise it..
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….
The canvas upon which the artist paints is the spectator's mind..
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.….
Friends are flowers in life's garden..
Tea began as a medicine and grew into a beverage..