While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.

A good death does honour to a whole life.

Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!

Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.

Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?

To begin with myself, then, the utterances of men concerning me will differ widely, since in passing judgment almost every one is influenced not so much by truth as by preference, and good and evil report alike know no bounds.

Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?