Use your own light and return to the source of light. This is called practicing eternity.

Seal the openings, shut the doors, dull the sharpness, untie the knots, dim the light, become one with the dust. This is called the profound union.

The mark of a moderate man is freedom from his own ideas. Tolerant like the sky, all-pervading like sunlight, firm like a mountain, supple like a tree in the wind, he has no destination in view and makes use of anything life happens to bring his way.

There is nothing softer and weaker than water, and yet there is nothing better for attacking hard and strong things.

What's the difference between beautiful and ugly?

Yielding is the manner of the Way.

...The sage, traveling all day, Does not lose sight of his baggage. Though there are beautiful things to be seen, He remains unattached and calm.