It is wise to listen, not to me but to the Word, and to confess that all things are one.

The soul is dyed the color of its thoughts. Think only on those things that are in line with your principles and can bear the light of day.

What is divine escapes men's notice because of their incredulity.

Everything flows and nothing abides; everything gives way and nothing stays fixed... Cool things become warm, the warm grows cool; the moist dries, the parched becomes moist... It is in changing that things find repose.

How can you hide from what never goes away?

May you have plenty of wealth, you men of Ephesus, in order that you may be punished for your evil ways

Many who have learned from Hesiod the countless names of gods and monsters never understand that night and day are one