Chapter 25

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The heavy is the root of the light; the still is the master of the restless.
Thus the sage, though traveling all day, never departs from the supply wagons.
Though there may be magnificent vistas, he dwells at ease, transcendent and detached.
How then can the lord of ten thousand chariots treat his person as lighter than the realm?
Lightness loses the root; restlessness loses sovereignty.