Sage Echo

Honor or disgrace, remain unmoved — watch the flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard.

The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao.

To learn and then practice what one has learned — is this not a pleasure?

Once I dreamed I was a butterfly. Now I do not know — was I a man dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of a man?

The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.

The great man is he who never loses the heart of a child.

The Way of the Great Learning lies in illuminating the bright virtue within, in renewing the people, and in resting in the highest good.

When joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure have not yet arisen, this is called centrality. When they arise and all hit their proper measure, this is called harmony.

Before my bed, the moon shines bright — I take it for frost on the ground.

Steady, reliable words sound plain — that's why few people listen to them.