Stop whatever you're doing for a moment and ask yourself: Am I afraid of death because I won't be able to do this anymore?

No one loses any other life than the one he now lives, nor does one live any other life than that which he will lose.

Be tolerant with others and strict with yourself.

Whatever any one does or says, I must be good; just as if the emerald were always saying this: "Whatever any one does or says, I must still be emerald, and keep my color.

As for literature, thefts cannot harm it, while the lapse of ages augments its value

In an expression of true gratitude, sadness is conspicuous only by its absence

If this is neither my own badness, nor an effect of my own badness, and the common weal is not injured, why am I troubled about it? And what is the harm to the common weal?