He who dreams ... does not know he is dreaming... . Only when he awakens does he know he has dreamt. But there is also the great awakening (ta-chiao), and then we see that [everything] here is nothing but a great dream. Of course, the fools believe that they are already awake-what foolishness! Confucius and you, both of you, are dreams; and I, who tell you this, am also a dream.

Your mind must become one, do not try to understand with your ears but with your heart. Indeed, not with your heart but with your soul.

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

A petty thief is put in jail. A great brigand becomes a ruler of a Nation.

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 ultimate happiness is doing nothing.

Flow with whatever may happen and let your mind be free.