Those who are good at loving leave no bad blood between enemies.
Those who are good at dreaming leaving nothing of substance in their reality.
Those who are good at living bathe in fear of coming death.
Those who are good at laughing leave no wrinkles from their frowns.
Those who are good at teaching find it hard to learn their own lessons.
Those who are good at writing seem to stumble upon the spoken word.
Those who are good at fighting find no love in simple meaning.
Those who are good at working forsake the joy of playing.
Those who are good at submitting cannot stand when matter need.
Those who are good at walking forget to laugh when their feet stumble.
Those who are good at relaxing do not understand the freedom of running.
These are fundamental mysteries.