Your preciousness lies in your essence; it cannot be lost by anything that happens.
ZHUANGZIHorses 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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Birth is not the beginning, Death is not the end.
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A path is made by walking on it.
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Look at this window: it is nothing but a hole in the wall, but because of it the whole room is full of light. So when the faculties are empty, the heart is full of light.
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To exercise no-thought and rest in nothing is the first step toward resting in Tao. To start from nowhere and follow no road is the first step toward attaining Tao.
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Perfect happiness is the absence of striving for happiness.
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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.
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All men know the use of the useful, but nobody knows the use of the useless. Where can I find a man who has forgotten words so that I can have a word with him?
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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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When the shoe fits, the foot is forgotten. When the belt fits, the belly is forgotten. When the heart is right, “for” and “against” are forgotten. No drives, no compulsions, no needs, no attractions: Then your affairs are under control. You are a free man.
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The perfect man of old looked after himself first before looking to help others.
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If one is true to one’s inner self, and follows its wisdom, who is without a teacher?
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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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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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My opinion is that you never find happiness until you stop looking for it.
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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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