There Are No Limits. If It Kills

I Wish Neither To Possess Nor To Be Possessed. I No Longer Covet 'paradise'. More Important, I No Longer Fear 'hell'. The Medicine For My Suffering I Had Within Me From The Very Beginning But I Did Not Take It. My Ailment Came From Within Myself, But I Did Not Observe It, Until This Moment. Now I See That I Will Never Find The Light Unless, Like The Candle, I Am My Own Fuel, Consuming Myself.

Not Being Tense But Ready. Not Thinking But Not Dreaming. Not Being Set But Flexible. Liberation From The Uneasy Sense Of Confinement. It Is Being Wholly And Quietly Alive, Aware And Alert, Ready For Whatever May Come.

Empty Your Mind, Be Formless, Shapeless - Like Water.

The World Is Full Of People Who Are Determined To Be Somebody Or To Give Trouble. They Want To Get Ahead, To Stand Out. Such Ambition Has No Use For A Gung Fu Man, Who Rejects All Forms Of Self-assertiveness And Competition

A Man Strikes You, Make Him Bleed. He Makes You Bleed, You Break His Bones. He Breaks Your Bones, Kill Him. Being Hit Is Inevitable, Strike Back Twice As Hard.