No one is so old that he does not think he could live another year.
Whatever that be which thinks, understands, wills, and acts, it is something celestial and divine.
What then is freedom? The power to live as one wishes.
If you pursue good with labor, the labor passes away but the good remains; if you pursue evil with pleasure, the pleasure passes away and the evil remains.
There is pleasure in calm remembrance of a past sorrow.
Aristoteles quidem ait: 'Omnes ingeniosos melancholicos esse.' Aristotle says that all men of genius are melancholy.