The Descent To Hades Is The Same

Men Would Live Exceedingly Quiet If These Two Words, Mine And Thine, Were Taken Away.

There Is No Smallest Among The Small And No Largest Among The Large, But Always Something Still Smaller And Something Still Larger.

All Things Were Together, Infinite Both In Number And In Smallness; For The Small Too Was Infinite.

The Sun Is A Mass Of Fiery Stone, A Little Larger Than Greece.

In Everything, There Is A Share Of Everything