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.

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

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.

The intelligence of the universe is social.

In this flowing stream, then, on which there is no abiding, what is there of the things which hurry by on which a man would set a high price? It would be just as if a man should fall in love with one of the sparrows which fly by, but it has already passed out of sight.

Each of us needs what nature gives us, when nature gives us.

Soon you will have forgotten the world, and soon the world will have forgotten you.