“I pluck chrysanthemums beneath the eastern hedge, and gaze at ease at the southern mountains.”

We sit together, the mountain and I, until only the mountain remains.

Resentment and complaint are appropriate neither for oneself nor others.

My life has been full of terrible misfortunes most of which never happened.

Be detached from desire your whole life long.

Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.

Face it, accept it, deal with it, let it go.

Letting go gives us freedom, and freedom is the only condition for happiness.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods.