I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.
Listening stops with the ears, the mind stops with recognition, but spirit is empty and waits on all things.
The Way is to man as rivers and lakes are to fish, the natural condition of life.
When deeds and words are in accord, the whole world is transformed.
Your preciousness lies in your essence; it cannot be lost by anything that happens.
Great wisdom is generous; petty wisdom is contentious. Great speech is impassioned, small speech cantankerous.