Slow motion low level shot of ripples in a puddle in Seoul at days.
I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.
To increase the chances of a writer trying to kill themselves, cut off their hands.
If you are in a beautiful place where you can enjoy the sunrise and sunset, then you are living like a lord.
Look with open eyes and you will see the beauty of waterfall.
Raindrops smile when it rains because they know that if they didn't, then you would feel unhappy.
The river was beautiful and wise. There were the two of them being happy in a new way. For here, there was no man, no woman, no master, no yellow, no black, no white. We, we who were, we are the same no longer.
In a forest of a hundred thousand trees, no two leaves are alike. And no two journeys along the same path are a like