A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.
Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.
There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. Don't miss so many of them.
The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.
A river seems a magic thing. A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself.
The lake is a microcosm of time and eternity.
Water is the most perfect traveller because when it travels it becomes the path itself!
Water is the driving force of all nature.
In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans; in one aspect of you are found all the aspects of existence.
The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.
The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.
The lake is a window into the earth, a mirror to the sky, and a soulmate to the beholder.
Lakes are earth's eyes, and mirrors of the soul as well.
Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there someday.
There is a hidden message in every waterfall. It says, if you are flexible, falling will not hurt you!