All Okakura Kakuzo Quotes
- It is not the accumulation of extraneous knowledge, but the realization of the self within, that constitutes true progress. Accumulation
- Tea is more than an idealization of the form of drinking; it is a religion of the art of life. Art
- 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… Art
- Tea began as a medicine and grew into a beverage. Began
- Those who cannot feel the littleness of great things in themselves are apt to overlook the greatness of little things in others. Apt
- In Japan, I took part in a tea ceremony. You go into a small room, tea is served, and that's it really, except that everything… Banal
- 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… Afternoon
- Tea...is a religion of the art of life. Art
- Teaism is a cult founded on the adoration of the beautiful among the sordid facts of everyday existence. It inculcates purity and harmony, the mystery… Adoration
- True beauty could be discovered only by one who mentally complete the incomplete. Beauty
- 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… All
- Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things. Beautiful
- Perfection is everywhere if we only choose to recognise it. Choose
- 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 by… Afraid
- For life is an expression, our unconscious actions the constant betrayal of our innermost thought. Perhaps we reveal ourselves too much in small things because… Action
- Fain would we remain barbarians, if our claim to civilization were to be based on the gruesome glory of war. Barbarians
- We take refuge in pride, because we are afraid to tell the truth to ourselves. Afraid
- The outsider may indeed wonder at this seeming much ado about nothing. What a tempest in a tea-cup! he will say. But when we consider… Ado
- 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… Altar
- In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends. Constant