Those who die without being forgotten get longevity.
I have no desire to desire, and people become like the uncarved wood by themselves.
Better stop short than fill to the brim. Oversharpen the blade, and the edge will soon blunt. Amass a store of gold and jade, and no one can protect it.
Cautious, like crossing a river in the winter.
It is as though he listened and such listening as his enfolds us in silence in which at last we begin to hear what we are meant to be.
The more laws that are written, the more criminals are produced.