All teachings are mere references. The true experience is living your own life. Then, even the holiest of words are only words.
Those truly linked don't need correspondence. When they meet again after many years apart, Their friendship is as true as ever.
You may be capable of great things, But life consists of small things.
The follower of Tao is always flexible and adaptable to circumstance.
There is no language of the holy. The sacred lies in the ordinary.
An ancient gnarled tree: Too fibrous for a logger's saw, Too twisted to fit a carpenter's square, Outlasts the whole forest.