How can you hide from what never goes away?
Under the comb, the tangle and the straight path are the same.
There is harmony in the tension of opposites, as in the case of the bow and lyre.
It is by disease that health is pleasant; by evil that good is pleasant; by hunger, satiety; by weariness, rest.
From out of all the many particulars comes oneness, and out of oneness come all the many particulars.
There is nothing permanent except change.