It is indifferent to me where I am to begin, for there shall I return again.
Let reason alone decide.
Give me the power to produce fever and I’ll cure all disease.
We can speak and think only of what exists. And what exists is uncreated and imperishable for it is whole and unchanging and complete. It was not or nor shall be different since it is now, all at once, one and continuous.
Every thing is of the nature of no thing.
There is one story left, one road: that it is. And on this road there are very many signs that, being, is uncreated and imperishable, whole, unique, unwavering, and complete.