Those in positions of power spend day and night plotting and pondering about what to do. The body is treated in a very careless way. People live thei… - Zhuang Zhou

Zhao Wen’s zither playing, Master Kuang’s baton waving, Huizi’s desk slumping — the understanding these three had of their arts flourished richly. This was what they flourished in, and thus they pursued these arts to the end of their days. They delighted in them, and observing that this delight of theirs was not shared, they wanted to make it obvious to others. So they tried to make others understand as obvious what was not obvious to them, and thus some ended their days debating about the obscurities of “hardness” and “whiteness,” and Zhao Wen’s son ended his days still grappling with his father’s zither strings. Can this be called success, being fully accomplished at something? In that case, even I am fully accomplished. Can this be called failure, lacking the full accomplishment of something? If so, neither I nor anything else can be considered fully accomplished.

To have a human form of a joyful thing. But in the universe of possible forms, there are others just as good.

To use a horse to show that a horse is not a horse is not as good as using a non-horse to show that a horse is not a horse...