Man is ready to die for an idea, provided that idea is not quite clear to him.

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 have lived long does not necessarily imply the gathering of much wisdom and experience. One who has pedaled twenty-five thousand miles on a stationary bicycle has not circled the globe. He or she has only garnered weariness.

Reason is the shepherd trying to corral life's vast flock of wild irrationalities.

Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.

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

Reading the epitaphs, our only salvation lies in resurrecting the dead and burying the living.