Truth is the daughter of time.

Another one of the old poets, whose name has escaped my memory at present, called Truth the daughter of Time

Many things happen between the cup and the upper lip. [Lat., Multa intersunt calicem et labrum summum.]

I see the beard and cloak, but I don't yet see a philosopher.

I see the beard and cloak, but I don't yet see a philosopher.

What was taken by force, can only be restored by force.