How many after being celebrated by fame have been given up to oblivion; and how many who have celebrated the fame of others have long been dead.

Do every act of your life as if it were your last.

Take full account of what Excellencies you possess, and in gratitude remember how you would hanker after them, if you had them not.

Everything is banal in experience, fleeting in duration, sordid in content; in all respects the same today as generations now dead and buried have found it to be.

Nothing befalls any man which he is not fitted to endure.

Keep reminding yourself of the way things are connected, of great relatedness. All things are implicated in one another and in sympathy with each other. This event is the consequence of some other one. Things push and pull on each other, and breathe together, and are ONE.

Snow endures but for a season, and joy comes with the morning.