What a man hates, he takes seriously.

Diogenes was asked what wine he liked best; and he answered as I would have done when he said, "Somebody else's".

The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mould

No man dies before his hour. The time you leave behind was no more yours, than that which was before your birth, and concerneth you no more.

I want death to find me planting my cabbages.

What am I to choose? "Choose what you please, as long as you choose." There you have a foolish answer, which seems to be the outcome, however, of all Dogmatism, which will not allow us to be ignorant of that which we are ignorant.

It is not necessity but abundance which produces greed.