There are some questions that shouldn't be asked until a person is mature enough to appreciate the answers.
I bow in reverence to the white cloud.
Heaven is high, Earth Wide. Bitter between them flies my sorrow.
The world is like a great empty dream. Why should one toil away one's life?
Shade and light are different in every valley.
To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows,We drained a hundred jugs of wine. A splendid night it was. . . . In the clear moonlight we were loath to go to bed,But at last drunkenness overtook us;And we laid ourselves down on the empty mountain,The earth for pillow, and the great heaven for coverlet
You ask why I make my home n the mountain forest, and I smile, and am silent, and even my soul remains quiet: it lives in the other world which no one owns. The peach trees blossom, The water flows.
Nothing will get you into trouble so deep or as sad as faith.
The great mass of people judge well of things, for they are in natural ignorance, which is man's true state.
The message we give our bodies - one of irritation or acceptance - is the message to which our bodies will answer.
I just wish this social institution [religion] wasnt based on what appears to me to be a monumental hoax built on an accumulation of customs and myths directed toward proving something that isnt true.