Life comes from the earth and life returns to the earth.

Each one's destiny cannot be altered.

Heaven is like an egg, and the earth is like the yolk of the egg.

But you now, you wear your soul on your sleeve, exhausting your energy, propping yourself up on a tree, mumbling, or bent over your desk, asleep. Heaven gives you a form and you wear it out by pointless argument.

When the shoe fits, the foot is forgotten; when the belt fits, the belly is forgotten; when the heart is right, "for" and "against" are forgotten. There is no change in what is inside, no following what is outside, when the adjustment to events is comfortable. One begins with what is comfortable and never experiences what is uncomfortable, when one knows the comfort of forgetting what is comfortable.

He who pursues fame at the risk of losing his self is not a scholar.

Heaven does without doing through its purity, Earth does without doing through its calmness.