The sound of water says what I think.
ZHUANGZIFor we can only know that we know nothing, and a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
More Zhuangzi Quotes
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To be truly ignorant, be content with your own knowledge.
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Flow with whatever may happen and let your mind be free. Stay centered by accepting whatever you are doing. This is the ultimate.
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And how do I know that the hate of death is not like a man who has lost his home when young and does not know where his home is to return to?
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Forget the years, forget distinctions. Leap into the boundless and make it your home!
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Luck implies an absolute absence of any principle.
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Can a man cling to the positive without any negative in contrast to which it is seen to be positive? If he claims to do so he is a rouge or a madman.
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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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Those who realise their folly are not true fools.
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All the fish needs is to get lost in the water. All man needs is to get lost in Tao.
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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.
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Let your mind wander in simplicity, blend your spirit with the vastness, follow along with things the way they are, and make no room for personal views-then the world will be governed.
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Transmit the established facts; do not transmit words of exaggeration. If you do that, you will probably come out all right.
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One whose inner being is fixed upon such greatness emits a Heavenly glow. Even though he has this Heavenly glow, others will see him as just a man. Someone who has reached this point will begin to be consistent.
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When affirmation and negation came into being, Tao faded. After Tao faded, then came one-sided attachments.
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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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