Once upon a time a man whose ax was missing suspected his neighbor's son. The boy walked like a thief, looked like a thief and spoke like a thief. But the man found his ax while digging in the valley, and the next time he saw his neighbor's son, the boy walked, looked and spoke like any other child.

Profound virtue is indeed deep and wide. It leads all things back to the great order.

If you scramble about in search of inner peace, you will lose your inner peace.

Having reached a high level of realization (or having accomplished anything in life), don't get excited or puffed up with pride but remain calm, humble, and in "perfect equanimity" if you want to continue in this deep state of consciousness.

The sage is not ill, because he sees illness as illness.

When you stand with your two feet on the ground, you will always keep your balance.

What is well planted will not be uprooted.