“Nature loves to hide.”

War is father of all, and king of all. He renders some gods, others men; he makes some slaves, others free.

Man is on earth as in an egg.

Men that love wisdom must be acquainted with very many things indeed.

How can you hide from what never goes away?

There is nothing permanent except change.

You could not step twice into the same rivers; for other waters are ever flowing on to you.

Lifetime is a child at play, moving pieces in a game. Kingship belongs to the child.

Silence, healing.

The sun is new each day.

The soul is dyed the color of its thoughts.

All is flux, nothing stays still.

Eyes are more accurate witnesses than ears.

Abundance of knowledge does not teach men to be wise.

If you do not expect the unexpected, you will not find it; for it is hard to be sought out and difficult.

The universal cosmic process was not created by any god or man.

Religion is a disease, but it is a noble disease.

But there is yet another form of this hidden heresy, and, paradoxically, it can affect those who are proudest of their long-standing and unimpeachable orthodoxy; heresy in the form of indifference.

To the honey I said, You don’t know what it is to be made of so much goodness, yet in a hollow be so hidden.

Dance is the hidden language of the soul, of the body.

Truth is the ultimate power. When the truth comes around, all the lies have to run and hide.

I like things that go into hidden, mysterious places, places I want to explore that are very disturbing. In that disturbing thing, there is sometimes tremendous poetry and truth.

All creative people have to have vulnerability because those nuances are what move people. So I’m deeply insecure – but I’m good at hiding it.

My best vacation is somewhere I could hide, somewhere warm and not a lot of people around.

I think it’s important that you always transform if you can. That’s what I was trained to do. You try and hide yourself as much as you can – that’s the key to longevity.