The great earth burdens me with a body, causes me to toil in life, eases me in old age, and rests me in death.  That which makes my life good, makes my death good also.

A boat concealed in a ravine and a fish net in a swamp appear to be safely hidden.  But at midnight a strong man may put them on his back and walk off with them.  Dimwits do not understand that no matter how well one hides small things in larger ones, there is always a chance of losing them.  But if you hide the universe in the universe, there is no way to lose it. This is the ultimate reality.

The sage dwells among those things which can never be lost,
and so he lives forever.

You were born in a human form, and you find joy in it.  Yet there are ten thousand other forms constantly transforming that are equally good, and the joy in these is untold.  The sage dwells among those things which can never be lost, and so he lives forever.  He willingly accepts early death, old age, the beginning and the end, and serves as an example for everyone.  How much more should we emulate the creator of the ten thousand things, on whom the great flow depends!

Chuang Tsu Inner Chapters
Tr. Gia-Fu Feng and Jane English