Life is neither good or evil, but only a place for good and evil.

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.

Men are born for each other's sake, so either teach people or endure them

In the end, what would you gain from everlasting remembrance? Absolutely nothing. So what is left worth living for? This alone: justice in thought, goodness in action, speech that cannot deceive, and a disposition glad of whatever comes, welcoming it as necessary, as familiar, as flowing from the same source and fountain as yourself.

Receive without conceit, release without struggle.

And thou wilt give thyself relief, if thou doest every act of thy life as if it were the last.

Man is born for deeds of kindness.