05-25-2011, 11:48 PM
Yang-tsze, having gone to Sung, passed the night in a lodging-house, the master of which had two concubines -- one beautiful, the other ugly. The ugly one was honoured, however, and the beautiful one contemned. Yang-tsze asked the reason, and a little boy of the house replied, 'The beauty knows her beauty, and we do not recognise it. The ugly one knows her ugliness, and we do not recognise it.' Yang-tsze said, 'Remember it, my disciples. Act virtuously, and put away the practice of priding yourselves on your virtue. If you do this, where can you go to that you will not be loved?'