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"Those of old who were good at forging their way (dao) in the world: Subtle and mysterious, dark and penetrating, Their profundity was beyond comprehension. It is because they were beyond comprehension That were I forced to describe them, I would say: So reluctant, as though crossing a winter stream; So vigilant, as though in fear of the surrounding neighbors; So dignified, like an invited guest; So yielding, like ice about to thaw; So solid, like unworked wood; So murky, like muddy water; So vast and vacant, like a mountain gorge. Muddy water, when stilled, slowly becomes clear; Something settled, when agitated, slowly comes to life. Those who prize way-making do not seek fullness; It is only because they do not want to be full That they are able to remain hidden and unfinished."