All things change, and you yourself are constantly wasting away. So also is the universe.

There is no man so blessed that some who stand by his deathbed won't hail the occasion with delight.

Perhaps there are none more lazy, or more truly ignorant, than your everlasting readers.

Man must be arched and buttressed from within, else the temple wavers to the dust.

Say to yourself in the early morning: I shall meet today ungrateful, violent, treacherous, envious, uncharitable men. All of these things have come upon them through ignorance of real good and ill... I can neither be harmed by any of them, for no man will involve me in wrong, nor can I be angry with my kinsman or hate him; for we have come into the world to work together.

Think of the country mouse and of the town mouse, and of the alarm and trepidation of the town mouse.

Art thou angry with him whose armpits stink? Art thou angry with him whose mouth smells foul?