All things flourish, and each returns to its source.
Those who die without being forgotten get longevity.
When goodness is lost, it is replaced by morality.
Nothing is softer or more flexible than water, yet nothing can resist it.
Man at his birth is supple and tender, but in death, he is rigid and hard. Thus, suppleness and tenderness accompany life, but rigidity and hardness accompany death.
There is no greater crime than desire.