🩷Heraclitus
If all things were turned to smoke, the nostrils would distinguish them
All the things we see when awake are death, even as all we see in slumber are sleep
Man kindles a light for himself in the night-time, when he has died but is alive. The sleeper, whose vision has been put out, lights up from the dead; he that is awake lights up from the sleeping
This world,[13] which is the same for all, no one of gods or men has made; but it was ever, is now, and ever shall be an ever-living Fire, with measures of it kindling, and measures going out
Men that love wisdom must be acquainted with very many things indeed.
Wisdom is one thing. It is to know the thought by which all things are steered through all things
We step and do not step into the same rivers; we are and are not.
Time is a child playing draughts, the kingly power is a child's
Mortals are immortals and immortals are mortals, the one living the others' death and dying the others' life.
They are estranged from that with which they have most constant intercourse
Those who are asleep are fellow-workers (in what goes on in the world)
It is pleasure to souls to become moist.
The lord whose is the oracle at Delphoi neither utters nor hides his meaning, but shows it by a sign
The sun will not overstep his measures; if he does, the Erinyes, the handmaids of Justice, will find him out
It is best to hide folly; but it is hard in times of relaxation, over our cups.
To God all things are fair and good and right, but men hold some things wrong and some right
Cold things become warm, and what is warm cools; what is wet dries, and the parched is moistened.