Things can never touch the soul, but stand inert outside it, so that disquiet can arise only from fancies within.

To live each day as though one's last, never flustered, never apathetic, never attitudinizing - here is the perfection of character.

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

I seek the truth...it is only persistence in self-delusion and ignorance that does harm.

Even while a thing is in the act of coming into existence, some part of it has already ceased to be.

Don't go on discussing what a good person should be. Just be one.

In man's life, time is but a moment; being, a flux; sense is dim; the material frame corruptible; soul, an eddy of breath; fortune a thing inscrutable, and fame precarious.