A good traveler leaves no tracks. Good speech lacks fault-finding.

Harmony is called the eternal. Knowing the eternal is called clarity.

One who lives in accordance with nature does not go against the way of things but moves in harmony with the present moment.

There is something obscure which is complete before heaven and earth arose; tranquil, quiet, standing alone without change, moving without peril. It could be the mother of everything. Not knowing its name, I call it Tao.

To attain to the human form must always be a source of joy. And then to undergo continuous transitions, with only the infinite to look forward to: what incomparable bliss is that!

Can you step back from your own mind and thus understand all things?

Abandon wisdom, discard knowledge, and people will benefit a hundredfold.