- Kwai Chang Caine: Feel the sand. Once, mighty waters hurled themselves against rock. And from these two harsh things came this most gentle sand.
- Annie Buchanan: I'm scared, I don't know what to do.
- Kwai Chang Caine: See the graceful things around you... ..hear the peaceful sounds... ..
- Annie Buchanan: I hear my own heart beatin'... and the pains.
- Kwai Chang Caine: The butterfly floating in sunlight... .the incense of sage... .the laughter of the wind... think on these.
- Kwai Chang Caine: The life within you is a gift of beauty.
- Annie Buchanan: Well I don't want this gift.
- Kwai Chang Caine: A child cannot be made ugly by the unhappiness that begins it.
- Kwai Chang Caine: See? The sheath which held the seed has opened and from within this bursting growth reaches out... and simply and with more beauty, your seed will find its own accord with nature... seeking air and sunlight in its own free life.
- Master Po: Fear is the enemy! Trust is the armor!
- Young Caine: But knowing not what will happen, am I not wise to be afraid?
- Master Po: He who conquers himself is the greatest warrior. Do what must be done with a docile heart.
- Young Caine: Master, how can I know if this is possible for me?
- Master Po: Listen for the color of the sky. Look for the sound of the hummingbird's wing. Search the air for the perfume of ice on a hot day. If you have found these things, you will know.
- Young Caine: Is injury wrought by one's self?
- Master Po: No, Grasshopper.
- Young Caine: Then by another?
- Master Po: No.
- Young Caine: Then by one's self and another?
- Master Po: Did your eye meet your own fist?
- Young Caine: Then shall I seek ways to repay?
- Master Po: What is the debt?
- Young Caine: My suffering.
- Master Po: Vengeance is a water vessel with a hole. It carries nothing but the promise of emptiness.
- Young Caine: Shall I then repay injury always with kindness?
- Master Po: Repay injury with justice and forgiveness. But with kindness... .always with kindness.
- Amos Buchanan: Mister, I'm in your debt.
- Kwai Chang Caine: No more than the leaf owes the root. In water and sunlight, both grow together.