Light may earth's crumbling sand be laid on thee, that dogs may dig thy bones up easily

Short is the little which remains to thee of life. Live as on a mountain.

Everything is only for a day, both that which remembers and that which is remembered. Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the Universe loves nothing so much as to change the things which are and to make new things like them. For everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be.

Only to the rational animal is it given to follow voluntarily what happens; but simply to follow is a necessity imposed on all.

A little flesh, a little breath, and a Reason to rule all - that is myself.

Your life is an expression of all your thoughts.

What we do in life ripples in eternity.