. . . These are notions of the mind, which is like a knife, always chipping away at the Tao, trying to render it graspable and manageable. But that which is beyond form is ungraspable, and that which is beyond knowing is unmanageable. There is, however, this consolation: She who lets go of the knife will find the Tao at her fingertips.

An ant on the move does more than a dozing ox.

The greatest virtue is to follow the Way utterly.

The hard and stiff are death's companions. The soft and weak are life's companions.

Abandon learning and there will be no sorrow.

When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.

Although most people spend their entire lives following this biological impulse (i.e. the sex drive), it is only a tiny portion of our beings. . . . If we remain obsessed with seeds and eggs, we are married to the fertile reproductive valley of the Mysterious Mother but not to her immeasurable heart and all-knowing mind.