The fairest harmony springs from discord.
The Sibyl, with frenzied mouth uttering things not to be laughed at, unadorned and unperfumed, yet reaches to a thousand years with her voice by aid of the god.
Nature loves to hide.
Much learning does not teach sense.
Deliberate violence is more to be quenched than a fire
The Cosmos was not made by gods but always was and is eternal fire.