2 pieces from Mozi — each retold in modern English and traced to its source.
A physician cannot cure a sickness without first knowing where it starts. Mozi looks at a world of war, theft, and broken families and finds one cause under all of it: people draw a line between their own and everyone else's. His remedy is plain, and it is the idea his enemies could never forgive.
Mozi watched people walk carefully around the local magistrate and then do as they pleased the moment no one was looking. They had it backwards. There is a watcher you cannot flee and a standard you cannot argue with, and its name is Heaven. Here is what Heaven wants, and how to measure your life against it.