The roots of the aged palm tree exceed those of the young one; the old have a greater attachment to the world.

When a man becomes old, his greed becomes young: sleep grows heavy at the time of morning.

Flowers and fruit are never combined in one place: it is impossible that teeth and delicacies should exist simultaneously.

The march of good fortune has backward slips: to retreat one or two paces gives wings to the jumper.

Become placeless, for to change this place of water and clay is but to move from one prison to another.

To the seeker after pearls, silence is a speaking argument, for no breath comes forth from the diver of the sea.

Seek for the truth from the heart which is empty of thought.