That which is really beautiful has no need of anything; not more than law, not more than truth, not more than benevolence or modesty.

In death, Alexander of Macedon's end differed no whit from his stable-boy's. Either both were received into the same generative principle of the universe, or both alike were dispersed into atoms.

Anything in any way beautiful derives its beauty from itself and asks nothing beyond itself. Praise is no part of it, for nothing is made worse or better by praise.

You exist but as a part inherent in a greater whole. Do not live as though you had a thousand years before you. The common due impends; while you live, and while you may, be good.

Things can never touch the soul, but stand inert outside it, so that disquiet can arise only from fancies within.

What is not good for the swarm is not good for the bee.

Adapt yourself to the life you have been given; and truly love the people with whom destiny has surrounded you.