Death is a mercy, and I have enough mercy to go around.
I was still more concerned (a preference which you may be far from resenting) to strike a blow for Epicurus, that great man whose holiness and divinity of nature were not shams, who alone had and imparted true insight into the good, and who brought deliverance to all that consorted with him.
It is not lawful or proper for you to know everything.
The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service.
Poverty persuades a man to do and suffer everything that he may escape from it.
Now that I know what I want, I don't have to hold on to it quite so much.