Things Have Their Roots And

At Fifteen, My Mind Was Bent On Learning. At Thirty, I Stood Firm. At Forty, I Had No Doubts. At Fifty, I Knew The Decrees Of Heaven. At Sixty, My Ear Was Receptive To Truth. At Seventy, I Could Follow My Heart's Desires Without Sin.

Those Who Are Firm, Enduring, Simple And Unpretentious Are The Nearest To Virtue.

The Firm, The Enduring, The Simple, And The Modest Are Near To Virtue.

The Way Of The Superior Man May Be Compared To What Takes Place In Traveling, When To Go To A Distance We Must First Traverse The Space That Is Near, And In Ascending A Height, When We Must Begin From The Lower Ground.

First There Must Be Order And Harmony Within Your Own Mind.