The Master said, "With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bended arm for a pillow; I have still joy in the midst of these things. Riches and honors acquired by unrighteousness, are to me as a floating cloud."Go here to read the introductory post to this serialized version of the Analects of Confucius.
~ James Legge translation via The Internet Classics Archive ~
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Chapter 7, Part 15 - Confucius
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