Declining from the public ways, walk in unfrequented paths.

Number is the within of all things.

Souls never die, but always on quitting one abode pass to another. All things change, nothing perishes. The soul passes hither and thither, occupying now this body, now that... As a wax is stamped with certain figures, then melted, then stamped anew with others, yet it is always the same wax. So, the Soul being always the same, yet wears at different times different forms.

Many words befall men, mean and noble alike; do not be astonished by them, nor allow yourself to be constrained.

Number is the ruler of forms and ideas, and the cause of gods and daemons.

If you're asked: What is the silence? Respond: It is the first stone of the Wisdom's temple.

As soon as laws are necessary for men, they are no longer fit for freedom.