Rushing into action, you fail. Trying to grasp things, you lose them. Forcing a project to completion, you ruin what was almost ripe.

The words of truth are always paradoxical. To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.

There is no greater fault than sensual indulgence. There is no greater misfortune than malcontent. There is no greater calamity than greed.

Because he (the Sage) demands no honor, he will never be dishonored.

Knowing the bright, but clinging to the dark, you become a model to the world.

When you extend your goodwill in every direction, regardless of circumstances, you begin to see that we are all one.

He does not praise himself - yet he is respectable.