“All other things have a portion of everything, but Mind is infinite and self-ruled, and is mixed with nothing but is all alone by itself.”

All things were together, infinite both in number and in smallness; for the small too was infinite.

Men would live exceedingly quiet if these two words, mine and thine, were taken away.

The sun provides the moon with its brightness.

It is not I who have lost the Athenians, but the Athenians who have lost me.

Neither is there a smallest part of what is small, but there is always a smaller (for it is impossible that what is should cease to be). Likewise there is always something larger than what is large.

The Sun is a mass of fiery stone, a little larger than Greece.

Everything has a natural explanation. The moon is not a god but a great rock and the sun a hot rock.

The descent to Hades is the same from every place.

The forces of rotation caused red hot masses of stones to be torn away from the Earth and to be thrown into the ether, and this is the origin of the stars.

Conclusions from observations are unreliable, only the mind can come nearer to to the truth. Thus, in some ways, philosophy is more important than science.

The descent into Hades is much the same from whatever place we start.

And since the portions of the great and the small are equal in number, so too all things would be in everything. Nor is it possible that they should exist apart, but all things have a portion of everything.

There is no smallest among the small and no largest among the large, but always something still smaller and something still larger.

In everything, there is a share of everything.

The purpose of life is the investigation of the Sun, the Moon, and the heavens.

Appearances are a glimpse of the unseen.

In this infinite space is placed our universe (whether by chance, by necessity, or by providence I do not now consider).

The infinity of All ever bringing forth anew, and even as infinite space is around us, so is infinite potentiality, capacity, reception, malleability, matter.

We are a little piece of continual change, looking at an infinite quantity of continual change.

The marvel of marvels is not that God, in His infinite love, has not elected all this guilty race to be saved, but that He has elected any.

Innocent and infinite are the pleasures of observation.

Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted.

There are infinite reveries, numberless extravagances, and a perpetual train of vanities which pass through both.

Let us have a dagger between our teeth, a bomb in our hands and an infinite scorn in our hearts.