To do the same thing over and over again is not only boredom: it is to be controlled by rather than to control what you do.

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.

It is weariness to keep toiling at the same things so that one becomes ruled by them.

Eternity is a child playing, playing checkers; the kingdom belongs to a child.

History is a child building a sand-castle by the sea, and that child is the whole majesty of man's power in the world.

How can you hide from what never goes away?

You cannot step twice into the same river.