All your anxiety is because of your desire for harmony. Seek disharmony, then you will gain peace.
Even though you tie a hundred knots, the string remains one.
A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself. That's how I hold your voice.
Tear off the mask. Your face is glorious
From myself I am copper, through you, friend, I am gold. From myself I’m a stone, but through you, I am a gem!
If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.