Justice Is Like The North Star, Which

The Higher Type Of Man Clings To Virtue, The Lower Type Of Man Clings To Material Comfort. The Higher Type Of Man Cherishes Justice, The Lower Type Of Man Cherishes The Hope Of Favors To Be Received.

The Journey With A 1000 Miles Begins With One Step.

Those Who Cannot Forgive Others Break The Bridge Over Which They Themselves Must Pass.

The Superior Man, When Resting In Safety, Does Not Forget That Danger May Come. When In A State Of Security He Does Not Forget The Possibility Of Ruin. When All Is Orderly, He Does Not Forget That Disorder May Come. Thus His Person Is Not Endangered, And His States And All Their Clans Are Preserved.

If Language Is Not Correct, Then What Is Said Is Not What Is Meant; If What Is Said Is Not What Is Meant, Then What Must Be Done Remains Undone; If This Remains Undone, Morals And Art Will Deteriorate; If Justice Goes Astray, The People Will Stand About In Helpless Confusion. Hence There Must Be No Arbitrariness In What Is Said. This Matters Above Everything.