Words exist because of meaning; once you’ve gotten the meaning, you can forget the words.
The torch of doubt and chaos, this is what the sage steers by.
The man who has some respect for his person keeps his carcass out of sight, hides himself as perfectly as he can.
Standards are different for all things, so the standard set by man is by no means the only 'certain' standard. If you mistake what is relative for something certain, you have strayed far from the ultimate truth.
If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind.
Right is not right; so is not so. If right were really right it would differ so clearly from not right that there would be no need for argument. If so were really so, it would differ so clearly from not so that there would be no need for argument.