Nature loves to hide.
Doctors cut, burn, and torture the sick, and then demand of them an undeserved fee for such services.
Of all whose words I have heard, no one attains to this, to know that wisdom is apart from all.
Not I but the world says it: All is one.
War is the father and king of all.
No one can step twice into the same river, nor touch mortal substance twice in the same condition. By the speed of its change, it scatters and gathers again.