. . . 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.

Do you think you can make the world a better place? I do not think you can. It is already perfect.

When bitter enemies make peace, surely some bitterness remains.

When you find the way/ others will find you./ Passing by on the road/ they will be drawn to your door./ The way that cannot be heard/ will be echoed in your voice./ The way that cannot be seen/ will be reflected in your eyes.

When you are sick of your sickness you will cease to be sick.

When equal armies battle, the grieving one will be victorious.

All streams flow to the sea because it is lower than they are. Humility gives it its power.