The phases of fire are craving and satiety.
There is nothing permanent except change.
The seeing have the world in common.
Nothing is, everything is becoming.
Eyes and ears are poor witnesses to people if they have uncultured souls.
A drunk man, staggering and mindless, must be led home by his son, so wet is his psyche... Water brings death to the psyche, as earth brings death to water... The psyche lusts to be wet.