A man is his own best friend; therefore he ought to love himself best.

At his best, man is the noblest of all animals; separated from law and justice he is the worst.

Perhaps here we have a clue to the reason why royal rule used to exist formerly, namely the difficulty of finding enough men of outstanding virtue.

Happiness lies in virtuous activity, and perfect happiness lies in the best activity, which is contemplative

It is our actions and the soul's active exercise of its functions that we posit (as being Happiness).

When you feel yourself lacking something, send your thoughts towards your Intimate and search for the Divinity that lives within you.

I say that habit's but a long practice, friend, and this becomes men's nature in the end.