In the pursuit of learning, every day something is acquired. In the pursuit of Tao, every day something is dropped.
Who can wait quietly until the mud settles? Who can remain still until the moment of action?
When the emperor is crowned or the three dukes are appointed, rather than sending a gift of jade carried by four horses, remain still and offer the Way.
Abandon learning and there will be no sorrow.
The Way is hidden and nameless. Still only the Way nourishes and completes.
To be worn out is to be renewed.