The love of a Sage for his fellows likewise finds expression amongst mankind. Were he not told sop, he would not know that he loved his fellows. But whether he knows it or whether he does not know it, whether he hears it or whether he does not hear it, his love for his is without end, and mankind cease not to repose therein.

Listening stops with the ears, the mind stops with recognition, but spirit is empty and waits on all things.

Breathing control gives man strength, vitality, inspiration, and magic powers.

Only fools imagine they are already awake. How clearly they understand everything! How easily they distinguish this deception from that reality!

To be constant is to be useful. To be useful is to realize one's true nature. Realization of one's true nature is happiness. When one reaches happiness, one is close to perfection.

I was given life because it was my time, and now I take leave of it according to the same law. Content with the natural sequence of these events, I am touched neither by joy nor by grief. I am simply hanging in the air ... incapable of freeing myself, tied by the threads of things.

A battering ram can knock down a city wall, but it cannot stop a hole. Different things have different uses.