He is a fool who leaves things close at hand to follow what is out of reach.
I am all that hath been, and is, and shall be; and my veil no mortal has hitherto raised.
Rather I fear on the contrary that while we banish painful thoughts we may banish memory as well.
When a man's struggle begins within oneself, the man is worth something.
Wisdom is neither gold, nor silver, nor fame, nor wealth, nor health, nor strength, nor beauty.
I see the cure is not worth the pain.