The intelligence of the universe is social.

The cucumber is bitter? Then throw it out. There are brambles in the path? Then go around. That's all you need to know.

Do not think that what is hard for you to master is humanly impossible; but if a thing is humanly possible, consider it to be within your reach.

And yet, after all, what is posthumous fame? Altogether vanity.

Keep in mind how fast things pass by and are gone - those that are now, and those to come. Existence flows past us like a river; the "what" is in constant flux, the "why" has a thousand variations. Nothing is stable, not even what's right here. The infinity of past and future gapes before us - a chasm whose depths we cannot see.

Consider when thou art much vexed or grieved, that man's life is only a moment, and after a short time we are all laid out dead.

Submit to the fate of your own free will.