Confucius (/kənˈfjuːʃəs/ kən-FEW-shəs; 551 BC – 479 BC) was a Chinese teacher, editor, politician, and philosopher of the Spring and Autumn period of Chinese history.
A youth, when at home, should be filial, and, abroad, respectful to his elders.
Learning without thought is labour lost.
When admins have faults, they do not fear to ignore them
Character is the backbone of our human culture. Music is the flowering of character.
Reviewing the day's lessons. Isn't it joyful? Friends come from far. Isn't it delightful? One has never been angry at other's misunderstanding. Isn't he a respectable man?
There is no body but eats and drinks. But they are few who can distinguish flavors.
Even if I could, I would not exahnge their virtues for my own. And that is why they are intent on learning from me.
Ask yourself constantly, "What is the right thing to do?" Behave toward everyone as if receiving a great guest.
The Path is not far from man. When men try to pursue a course, which is far from the common indications of consciousness, this course cannot be considered The Path.
The superior man, when resting in safety, does not forget that danger may come.
Great is the man who can overcome the world, but greater still is the man who can overcome himself, for he will have the world spinning on the palm of his hand.
A reasonable man adjusts himself to the world. An unreasonable man expects the world to adjust itself to him. Therefore all progress is made by unreasonable people.
A man living without conflicts, as if he never lives at all.
Who expects to be able to go out of a house except by the door? How is it then that no one follows this Way of ours?
Be aroused by poetry; structure yourself with propriety, refine yourself with music.
Don’t complain about the snow on your neighbor’s roof when your own doorstep is unclean.
Love makes a spot beautiful: who chooses not to dwell in love, has he got wisdom?
A man who lacks reliability is utterly useless.
place where man laughs, sings, picks flowers, chases butterflies and pets birds, makes love with maidens, and plays with children. Here he spontaneously reveals his nature, the base as well as the noble. Here also he buries his sorrows and difficulties and cherishes his ideals and hopes. It is in the garden that men discover themselves. Indeed one discovers not only his real self but also his ideal self?he returns to his youth. Inevitably the garden is made the scene of man's merriment, escapades, romantic abandonment, spiritual awakening or the perfection of his finer self.
When you know a thing, to hold that you know it, and when you do not know a thing, to allow that you do not know it - this is knowledge.