Everything is here for a purpose, from horses to vine shoots. What's surprising about that? Even the sun will tell you, "I have a purpose," and the other goods as well.

He does not write at all whose poems no man reads

Your time has a limit set to it. Use it, then, to advance your enlightenment; or it will be gone, and never in your power again.

Whosoever does wrong, wrongs himself; whosoever does injustice, does it to himself, making himself evil.

Leave other people's mistakes where they lie.

Above, below, all around are the movements of the elements. But the motion of virtue is in none of these: it is something more divine, and advancing by a way hardly observed it goes happily on its road.

The blazing fire makes flames and brightness out of everything thrown into it.