The mightiest rivers lose their force when split up into several streams.
The mind ill at ease, the body suffers also.
What is reason now was passion heretofore.
You will be safest in the middle.
The heavier crop is ever in others' fields.
There is nothing in the whole world which abides. All things are in a state of ebb and flow, and every shadow passes away. Even time itself, like a river, is constantly gliding away .