The world is nothing but a great desire to live and a great dissatisfaction with living.
All things flow, nothing abides. You cannot step into the same river twice, for the waters are continually flowing on. Nothing is permanent except change.
It is weariness to keep toiling at the same things so that one becomes ruled by them.
It is by disease that health is pleasant; by evil that good is pleasant; by hunger, satiety; by weariness, rest.
Character is our destiny.
Corpses are more fit to be thrown out than is dung.
All things come into being through opposition and all are in flux like a river.
The world, an entity out of everything, was created by none of the gods or men, but was, is and will be eternally living fire, regularly becoming ignited and reg- ularly becoming extinguished...
Everything changes and nothing stands still.
Though wisdom is common, yet the many live as if they had a wisdom of their own.
Eternity is a child playing, playing checkers; the kingdom belongs to a child.
A blow to the head will confuse a man’s thinking, a blow to the foot has no such effect, this cannot be the result of an immaterial soul.
The nature of things is in the habit of concealing itself.
May you have plenty of wealth, you men of Ephesus, in order that you may be punished for your evil ways.
The phases of fire are craving and satiety.
There is exchange of all things for fire and of fire for all things, as there is of wares for gold and of gold for wares.
No one can step twice into the same river, nor touch mortal substance twice in the same condition. By the speed of its change, it scatters and gathers again.
Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow. Nothing endures but change.
Could you tell night from day? No, I regard all such distinctions as logically impossible.
To God all things are beautiful and good and just.