True men" ... are strong willed, have dignity in their demeanor, serenity in their expression. They are cool like autumn, warm like spring. Their passions arise like the four seasons, in harmony with the ten thousand creatures, and no one knows their limits.

The whole world is incapable of judging either right or wrong. but it is certain that actionless action can judge both right and wrong.

The sage embraces things. Ordinary men discriminate amongst them and parade their discriminations before others. So I say; those who discriminate, fail to see.

Words exist because of meaning; once you’ve gotten the meaning, you can forget the words.

Either in conflict with others or in harmony with them, we go through life like a runaway horse, unable to stop.

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

Silence, and non action are the root of all things.