Where does beauty begin? Where does it end? Where it ends is where the artist begins.
There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something to hear. In fact, try as we may to make a silence, we cannot
There is poetry as soon as we realize that we possess nothing.
The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not beautiful. And very shortly you discover that there is no reason.
I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones.
There's no such thing as silence. Something is always happening that makes a sound.
About eleven o'clock we were out in the street walking along, and an American lady said, "How is it, Dr. Suzuki? We spend the evening asking you questions and nothing is decided." Dr. Suzuki smiled and said, "That's why I love philosophy: no one wins.
