What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns?

For this alone on Death I wreak<br/>The wrath that garners in my heart; <br/>He put our lives so far apart<br/>We cannot hear each other speak.

Revenge may be wicked$$$ but it's natural.

The work is done$$$ but how no one can see; 'Tis this that makes the power not cease to be.

The Tao that can be described is not the enduring and unchanging Tao.

To avoid disappointment$$$ know what is sufficient. To avoid trouble$$$ know when to stop. If you are able to do this$$$ you will last a long time.

Do your work$$$ then step back. The only path to serenity.

Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love.

If you do not change direction$$$ you may end up where you are heading.

Now you see$$$ said the turtle$$$ drifting back into the pond$$$ "why it is useless to cry. Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears."