Heaven Gives Long Life To The Just

Virtue Is More To Man Than Either Water Or Fire. I Have Seen Men Die From Treading On Water And Fire, But I Have Never Seen A Man Die From Treading The Course Of Virtue.

Balance Is The Perfect State Of Still Water. Let That Be Our Model. It Remains Quiet Within And Is Not Disturbed On The Surface.

The Master Said, At Fifteen I Set My Heart Upon Learning. At Thirty, I Had Planted My Feet Firm Upon The Ground. At Forty, I No Longer Suffered From Perplexities. At Fifty, I Knew What Were The Biddings Of Heaven. At Sixty, I Heard Them With Docile Ear. At Seventy, I Could Follow The Dictates Of My Own Heart; For What I Desired No Longer Overstepped The Boundaries Of Righ.

How Great Is The Path Proper To The Sage! Like Overflowing Water, It Sends Forth And Nourishes All Things, And Rises Up To The Height Of Heaven. All-complete Is Its Greatness! It Embraces The Three Hundred Rules Of Ceremony, And The Three Thousand Rules Of Demeanor. It Waits For The Proper Man, And Then It Is Trodden. Hence It Is Said, 'only By Perfect Virtue Can The Perfect Path, In All Its Courses, Be Made A Fact.'

Life Is Really Simple, But We Insist On Making It Complicated.