To have a human form is a joyful thing.

Love of colors bewilders the eye and it fails to see right. Love of harmonies bewitches the ear, and it loses its true hearing. Love of perfumes fills the head with dizziness. Love of flavors ruins the taste. Desires unsettle the heart until the original nature runs amok. These five are enemies of true life. Yet these are what men of discernment claim to live for. They are not what I live for. If this is life, then pigeons in a cage have found happiness!

Each one's destiny cannot be altered.

Can a man cling to the positive without any negative in contrast to which it is seen to be positive? If he claims to do so he is a rouge or a madman.

Good order results spontaneously when things are let alone

The perfect man uses his mind as a mirror. It grasps nothing. It regrets nothing. It receives but does not keep.

The right way to go easy is to forget the right way.