There is a stability in the Universe because of the orderly and balanced process of change, the same measure coming out as going in, as if reality were a huge fire that inhaled and exhaled equal amounts.

Corpses are more fit to be thrown out than is dung.

God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger.

Change is the only constant.

From out of all the many particulars comes oneness, and out of oneness come all the many particulars.

The results are in great need greater ambition.

There is nothing permanent except change. [Therefore enjoy what good you have while you have it and endure and outlast what bad you can't cure immediately]