When you are guilty, it is not your sins you hate but yourself.

Silence is not the absence of sound, but the absence of self.

"What is love?"; "The total absence of fear," said the Master; "What is it we fear?"; "Love," said the Master.

A prisoner lived in solitary confinement for years. He saw and spoke to no one and his meals were served through an opening in the wall. One day an ant came into his cell. The man contemplated it in fascination as it crawled around the room. He held it in the palm of his hand the better to observe it, gave it a grain or two, and kept it under his tin cup at night. One day it suddenly struck him that it had taken him ten long years of solitary confinement to open his eyes to the loveliness of an ant.

Wisdom tends to grow in proportion to one's awareness of one's ignorance.

Problems exist only in the human mind.

The disciples were absorbed in a discussion of Lao-Tzu's dictum: "Those who know, do not say; Those who say, do not know." When the master entered, they asked him what the words meant. Said the master, "Which of you knows the fragrance of a rose?" All of them indicated that they knew. Then he said, "Put it into words." All of them were silent.