Where there is no strife there is decay: 'The mixture which is not shaken decomposes.'

Hide our ignorance as we will, an evening of wine soon reveals it.

Of all whose words I have heard, no one attains to this, to know that wisdom is apart from all.

You cannot step twice into the same river.

All things come into being by conflict of opposites.

Stupidity is better kept a secret than displayed.

How can you hide from what never goes away?