We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it. Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.

I know the joy of fishes in the river through my own joy, as I go walking along the same river.

Happiness is the absence of the striving for happiness.

I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?

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.

Great wisdom is generous; petty wisdom is contentious. Great speech is impassioned, small speech cantankerous.

Men honor what lies within the sphere of their knowledge, but do not realize how dependent they are on what lies beyond it.

Cherish that which is within you, and shut off that which is without; for much knowledge is a curse.

Life comes from the earth and life returns to the earth.