Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth.
Yeah, we held a junior carp tournament on the St. Lawrence River in New York last August. I hosted that along with a couple of other people.
Modern, not bottom-dwelling literature like a carp.
I used to have some fish, some nice little carp, but they got too big for the tank. I don't have any pets now.
Smoked carp tastes just as good as smoked salmon when you ain't got no smoked salmon.
Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth, And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlasses and with assays of bias, By indirections find directions out.
It is too facile to say that the way to follow Tao is to simply go along with the flow of life. Sometimes, like the carp, we must know when to go it alone.