Your mind will take on the character of your most frequent thoughts: souls are dyed by thoughts.

If it's time for you to go, leave willingly - as you would to accomplish anything that can be done with grace and honor.

...the sole thing of which any man can be deprived is the present; since this is all he owns, and nobody can lose what is not his.

The universal nature out of the universal substance, as if it were wax, now molds a horse, and when it has broken this up, it uses the material for a tree, then for a man, then for something else.

At day's first light have in readiness, against disinclination to leave your bed, the thought that "I am rising for the work of man."

No man is happy who does not think himself so.

The noblest kind of retribution is not to become like your enemy.