There is nothing truly serious in life. All words sound hollow when one listens to them carefully.

"To fashion stars out of dog dung, that is the Great Work. To take a negative experience and, by comparing it to something worse, make it feel good, is the great skill."

As a stoic I must despise injury or, rather, I must not feel it, must not be affected by it so that it cannot violate the freedom of my soul.

Why do you pray if you doubt you are heard?

Who knows the flower best? - the one who reads about it in a book, or the one who finds it wild on the mountainside?

Neglecting small things under the pretext of wanting to accomplish large ones is the excuse of a coward.

Suffering raises up those souls that are truly great; it is only small souls that are made mean-spirited by it.