Quotes About Simplicity

The true men of old were not afraid When they stood alone in their views. They had no mind to fight Tao. They did not try, by their own contriving, To help Tao along. These are the ones we call true men. Minds free, thoughts gone All that came out of them Came quiet, like the four seasons. 24

be simple and always take the next step. You needn't see it in advance, but you can look back at it afterwards. There is no "how" of life, one just does it.... It seems, however, to be terribly difficult for you not to be complicated and to do what is simple and closest to hand.... So climb down from the mountain of your humility and follow your nose. That is your way. 1

So the learning of complete people is to return their essential nature to non-being and float their minds in spaciousness.41

Lao Tzu, likewise a model, gives us the basic truth: Let the Tao be present in your life and you will become genuine. Whoever is planted in the Tao will not be rooted up.122 These three [things] are your greatest treasures: simplicity, patience, [and] compassion. 123 Cultivated in the person, integrity is true.124

The] Tao [Self] Is simplicity, stillness, Indifference, purity. Here the highest knowledge Is unbounded.71

I still like boiled potatoes with the skins on," he said, "and I do not want a man standing in back of my chair, laughing up his sleeve at me while I am taking the potatoes' jackets off." Of pleasure and material things he was wary. "I have never known what to do with money after my expenses were paid. I can't squander it on myself without hurting myself," he said, "and nobody wants to do that.

Everyone else was trying to make things more complicated and Cronkite, typically, was trying to make them more simple.

Try to improve it and you ruin it. Try to hold it and you lose it.

Just do what you do, and then leave: such is the Way of heaven.

Standing Alone Empty skies. And beyond, one hawk. Between river banks, two white gulls Laze, wind-drifted. Fit for an easy kill, To and fro, they follow contentment. Grasses all frost-singed. Spiderwebs Still hung. Heaven's loom of origins Tangling our human ways too, I stand Facing sorrow's ten thousand sources. Tu Fu

Amid spring mountains, alone, I set out to find you. Axe strokes crack-crack, and quit. Quiet mystery Deepens. I follow a stream up into last snow and ice And beyond, dusk light aslant, to Stone Gate forests. Deer roam all morning here, for you harm nothing. Wanting nothing, you know chi gold and silver all Night. Facing you on a whim in such dark, the way Home lost- I feel it drifting, this whole empty boat. Tu Fu

Anything simple always interests me.

He was doing what he had always wanted to do: code games. And he was happy, in the moment as always, not thinking at all about what would come next. If he could be here working on games with enough money for food and shelter, that was good enough for him. As he told the other guys on one of his very first days, put him in a closet with a computer, a pizza, and some Diet Cokes, and he would be fine.

Maybe a few fabulous drawings were nothing as compared to being able to ask for a glass of milk, or exchange a few words with a friend, or a father. What did he know?

It doesn't have to be on Valentine's Day. It doesn't have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn't have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn't have to be kismet at once, or rhapsody by the third date. It just has to be. In time. In place. In spirit. It just has to be.

Few achievements in our day have made a greater impression than that of the adventurous missionary who unaided crossed the Continent of Equatorial Africa. His unassuming simplicity, his varied intelligence, his indomitable pluck, his steady religious purpose, form a combination of qualities rarely found in one man. By common consent, Dr. Livingstone has come to be regarded as one of the most remarkable travellers of his own or of any other age.'—British Quarterly Review.

and agreeable to those who are not over-fastidious about trifles, and who delight in being in the open air.

Forget calories. Focus on quality. Let your body do the rest.

Always tell the truth -- it's the easiest thing to remember.

Always tell the truth. It's the easiest thing to remember.

May God enable me to have a single eye and a simple heart, desiring to please God, to do good to my fellow creatures, and testify my gratitude to my adorable Redeemer.

Such words as 'God' and 'Death' and 'Suffering' and 'Eternity' are best forgotten. We have to become as simple and as wordless as the growing corn or the falling rain. We must just be.

The acceptance of all that God has given us and the willingness to let it go - to give it back to him at a moment's notice - that's true human freedom.

Silence...leads us to make a gift of self rather than a selfishness that has been gift-wrapped ...Silence does not mean running away but rather recollecting ourselves in the open space of God.