Absence is a genuine absence and not merely an absence of what is present even if what is present is truly absent... it is rather the absence of both absence and presence.

Absence is the common cure of love.

Absence is the death of love.

Absence is love's foe: far from the eyes, far from the heart.

Appearance is often a domain in which it is revealed that we are not satisfied with real life... we want to live some imaginary life in the eyes of other people and to seem different from what we actually are.

Appearance is everything — A cock is fine by reason of its feathers and a man by reason of his wealth.

Appearance is overrated — a crooked log makes a good fire.

Appearance is overrated — A dunghill will produce beautiful flowers.

Change is impossible — The tail of the greyhound will not be made straight even though it remains seven years in the melting-pot.

Change is always possible — Whatever your past has been, you have a spotless future.

Change is unlikely in a great man — A god does not change his ways.

Change is all about timing — It is not best to swap horses while crossing the river.

Chaos is what erupts when he-who-lives-in-a-glass-house invites he-who-is-without-sin for dinner.

Chaos is is, in its positive guise, possibility itself, the source of ideas, the mysterious realm of gestation and birth.

Chaos is is, as the unknown, symbolically associated with the feminine. This is partly because all the things we have come to know were born, originally, of the unknown, just as all beings we encounter were born of mothers.

Chaos is is, along with order, the components of the eternal, transcendent environment of the living.