Whatever one cultivates, is what one becomes.
Trying to understand is like straining through muddy water. Be still and allow the mud to settle.
If I have just an ounce of sense, I follow the great Way, and fear only to stray from it.
Returning is the movement of the Way.
The great image lacks shape.
It is because every one tinder Heaven recognizes beauty as beauty that the idea of ugliness exists.