All things flow, nothing abides.
All things are in a state of flux.
All men have the capacity of knowing themselves and acting with moderation.
Time is a game played beautifully by children.
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.
All things come into being through opposition and all are in flux like a river