If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.

Do not let the artificial obliterate the natural; do not let will obliterate destiny; do not let virtue be sacrificed to fame.

Beneath multiple specific and individual distinctions, beneath innumerable and incessant transformations, at the bottom of the circular evolution without beginning or end, there hides a law, a unique nature participated in by all beings, in which this common participation produces a ground of common harmony.

To examine oneself makes good use of sight.

Am I a human dreaming I am a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming I am a human?

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

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