Heraclitus Quotes

All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.

Most things don't stay the way they are very long.

All things flow, nothing abides.

Nothing is forever except change.

Nothing is permanent but change.

Not one is constant, but everything is changing.

Everything changes and nothing remains still.

All is flux, nothing is stationary.

Nought may endure but Mutability.

Things of this world are in so constant a flux, that nothing remains long in the same state.

You too must not count too much on your reality as you feel it today, since like yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.

The world's a scene of changes, and to be constant, in nature were inconstancy.

Life is like this: things come and go.

I think everything is temporary.

Can anything be constant in a world which is eternally changing?

The only thing that never changes is that everything changes.

You cannot step twice into the same river.

We are uncomfortable because everything in our life keeps changing -- our inner moods, our bodies, our work, the people we love, the world we live in. We can't hold on to anything -- a beautiful sunset, a sweet taste, an intimate moment with a lover, our very existence as the body/mind we call self -- because all things come and go. Lacking any permanent satisfaction, we continuously need another injection of fuel, stimulation, reassurance from loved ones, medicine, exercise, and meditation. We are continually driven to become something more, to experience something else.

Nothing is permanent.

Change is the nature of all objective things.

No changes are permanent, but change is.

Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.

We rest; a dream has power to poison sleep. We rise; one wand'ring thought pollutes the day. We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh or weep, Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away; It is the same: for, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free. Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability!