If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.
ZHUANGZIThe one-legged creature is envious of the millipede; the millipede is envious of the snake; the snake is envious of the wind; the wind is envious of the eye; the eye is envious of the heart.
More Zhuangzi Quotes
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But you now, you wear your soul on your sleeve, exhausting your energy, propping yourself up on a tree, mumbling, or bent over your desk, asleep. Heaven gives you a form and you wear it out by pointless argument.
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The sage has the sun and moon by his side and the universe under his arm. He blends everything into a harmonious whole. . . . He blends the disparities of ten thousand years into one complete purity. All things are blended like this and mutually involve each other.
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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.
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Horses have hoofs to carry them over frost and snow; hair, to protect them from wind and cold. They eat grass and drink water, and fling up their heels. Such is the real nature of horses.
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The ultimate happiness is doing nothing.
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The perfect man of old looked after himself first before looking to help others.
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People value that part of knowledge which is known. They do not know how to avail themselves of the Unknown in order to reach knowledge. Is this not misguided?
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A frog in a well cannot conceive of the ocean.
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A path is made by walking on it.
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He who knows he is a fool is not the biggest fool; He who knows he is confused is not in the worst confusion.
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Forget the years, forget distinctions. Leap into the boundless and make it your home!
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Either in conflict with others or in harmony with them, we go through life like a runaway horse, unable to stop.
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If you have insight, you use your inner eye, your inner ear, to pierce to the heart of things, and have no need of intellectual knowledge.
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Words exist because of meaning; once you’ve gotten the meaning, you can forget the words.
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The living all find death unpleasant; men mourn over it. And yet, what is death, but the unbending of the bow and its return to its case?
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