立身不高一步立，如尘里振衣，泥中濯足，如何超达？
处世不退一步处，如飞蛾投烛，羝羊触藩，如何安乐？
Striving to get on in the world without keeping some distance from it is like trying to shake the dirt off your clothes while shrouded by dust, or like washing your feet in a mud puddle. How can you be free of vulgarities and attain refinement?
In your dealings with the world, if you are not good at making concessions you are like a moth flying into a candle flame oar a ram caught by the horns in brambles. How can you find peace and contentment?
