Everything is interwoven, and the web is holy.

In the morning, when you are sluggish about getting up, let this thought be present: 'I am rising to a man's work.'

The intelligence of the universe is social.

Do not fear death, but welcome it, since it too comes from nature. For just as we are young and grow old, and flourish and reach maturity, have teeth and a beard and grey hairs, conceive, become pregnant, and bring forth new life, and all the other natural processes that follow the seasons of our existence, so also do we have death. A thoughtful person will never take death lightly, impatiently, or scornfully, but will wait for it as one of life's natural processes.

And in the case of superior things like stars, we discover a kind of unity in separation. The higher we rise on the scale of being, the easier it is to discern a connection even among things separated by vast distances.

Life is a campaign, a brief staying in a strange region.

The memory of everything is very soon overwhelmed in time.