"I am a child on the seashore of time collecting seashells, coloured stones... I am tremendously fulfilled. I do not know who I am, because I am not.'
'What I am trying to say to you is a kind of music I have heard. It has not been heard verbally. It is in the sound of running water. It is in the wind passing through the pine trees. It is in the song of the birds. It is in the silence of darkness. It is in the dancing rays of the sun. It is all over the place. But it is a music, and unless you are capable of understanding this music you will not be able to understand me."