Those who stay where they are will endure.

The Master observes the world, but trusts his inner vision. He allows things to come and go. His heart is as open as the sky.

The mystical techniques for achieving immortality are revealed only to those who have dissolved all ties to the gross worldly realm of duality, conflict, and dogma. As long as your shallow worldly ambitions exist, the door will not open.

The words of truth are always paradoxical. To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.

A man is born gentle and weak. At death, he is hard and stiff. Green plants are tender and filled with sap. At death, they are withered and dry. Therefore, the stiff and unbending is the disciple of death, and the gentle and yielding is the disciple of life.

As it acts in the world, the Tao is like the bending of a bow. The top is bent downward; the bottom is bent up. It adjusts excess and deficiency so that there is perfect balance.

The truly great man dwells on what is real and not what is on the surface.