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..

The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings..

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 ….

It is not the accumulation of extraneous knowledge, but the realization of the self within, that constitutes true progress..

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..

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 ….