No one can step twice into the same river, nor touch mortal substance twice in the same condition. By the speed of its change, it scatters and gathers again.
They say you can never step in the same river twice. New water flows in, replacing the old and continually renewing the river. The Senate is the same.
Heraclitus says you cannot step into the same river twice. We can also say that the same river cannot touch us twice!
We can none of us step into the same river twice, but the river flows on and the other river we step into is cool and refreshing, too
You can never step in the same river twice.
There are books so alive that you're always afraid that while you weren't reading, the book has gone and changed, has shifted like a river; while you went on living, it went on living too, and like a river moved on and moved away. No one has stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?
No one has ever stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?
You cannot step into the same river twice.
You cannot step twice into the same river.
Nothing remains the same from one moment to the next, you can't step into the same river twice. Life--evolution--the whole universe of space/time, matter/energy--existence itself--is essentially change.
Everything is change; and you cannot step twice into the same river.
Everything changes but change itself. Everything flows and nothing remains the same... You cannot step twice into the same river, for other waters and yet others go flowing ever on.
Heraclitus somewhere says that all things are in process and nothing stays still, and likening existing things to the stream of a river he says that you would not step twice into the same river.
Faith? Haven't any. I'm not a nihilist or a relativist. I don't believe in anything but change. I'm a Heraclitean - you can't step in the same river twice.
Thought must never submit, neither to a dogma, nor to a party, nor to a passion, nor to an interest, nor to a preconceived idea, nor to whatever it may be, save to the facts themselves, because, for thought, submission would mean ceasing to be.
No same man could walk through the same river twice, as the man and the river have since changed.