In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled.

In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled.

Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits.

We mourn the transitory things and fret under the yoke of the immutable ones.

Having read the inscriptions upon the tombstones of the great and little cemeteries, Wang Peng advised the Emperor to kill all the living and resurrect the dead.

To judge a man's character by only one of its manifestations is like judging the sea by a jugful of its water.

If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.