One climbs, one sees. One descends, one can no longer see, but one has seen. There is an art of conducting oneself in the lower regions based on what one has seen from above. When One can no longer see, One can at least still Know. Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you mad.
All paths lead nowhere, follow the path with heart.
If only you could have seen the look on my face. You must be crazy, that's all there is to it. Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.