What is divine escapes men’s notice because of their incredulity.
The river where you set your foot just now is gone-those waters give way to this, now this.
There is nothing permanent except change. Nothing is permanent except change. The only constant is change. Change is the only constant. Change alone is unchanging.
Nothing is constant except change.
Applicants for wisdom do what I have done: inquire within.
Even sleepers are workers and collaborators on what goes on in the universe.
What was scattered, gathers. What was gathered, blows away.
Presumption must be quenched even more than a fire.
Knowledge of divine things for the most part is lost to us by incredulity.
Stupidity is better kept a secret than displayed.
I am what libraries and librarians have made me, with little assistance from a professor of Greek and poets.
What we have caught and what we have killed we have left behind, but what has escaped us we bring with us.
Of all whose words I have heard, no one attains to this, to know that wisdom is apart from all.
Bigotry is the sacred disease.
The Lord whose oracle is at Delphi neither reveals nor conceals, but gives a sign.
This universe, which is the same for all, has not been made by any god or man, but it always has been, is, and will be an ever-living fire, kindling itself by regular measures and going out by regular measures.
The fairest order in the world is a heap of random sweepings.
Those who hear and do not understand are like the deaf. Of them the proverb says: “Present, they are absent.”
It is wise to listen, not to me but to the Word, and to confess that all things are one.
War is the father and king of all: some he has made gods, and some men; some slaves and some free.
The Cosmos was not made by gods but always was and is eternal fire.