He who regards all things as one is a companion of Nature.

He who knows he is a fool is not the biggest fool; He who knows he is confused is not in the worst confusion.

The tao is made because we walk it,things become what they are called.

The sage has the sun and moon by his side and the universe under his arm. He blends everything into a harmonious whole. . . . He blends the disparities of ten thousand years into one complete purity. All things are blended like this and mutually involve each other.

We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it. Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.

Compare birth with death, compare death with life; compare what is possible with what is not possible and compare what is not possible with what is possible; because there is, there is not, and because there is not, there is.

The eyes envy the mind.