The Superior Man Loves His Soul; The

Heaven Sends Down Its Good And Evil Symbols And Wise Men Act Accordingly.

I Transmit But Do Not Create. I Place My Trust In The Teachings Of Antiquity.

As In The Case Of Making A Mound, If, Before The Very Last Basketful, I Stop, Then I Shall Have Stopped. As In The Case Of Leveling The Ground, If, Though Tipping Only One Basketful, I Am Going Forward, Then I Shall Be Making Progress.

All Wisdom Is Rooted In Learning To Call Things By The Right Name. When Things Are Properly Identified, They Fall Into Natural Categories And Understanding Becomes Orderly.

Surely It Is The Maxim Of Loving-kindness: Do Not Unto Others That You Would Not Have Them Do Unto You.