When you die, it will not be because you are sick, but because you were alive.
When thou hast profited so much that thou respectest even thyself, thou mayst let go thy tutor.
Life without the courage for death is slavery.
He is a king who fears nothing, he is a king who desires nothing!
I will have a care of being a slave to myself, for it is a perpetual, a shameful, and the heaviest of all servitudes; and this may be done by moderate desires.
When one has lost a friend one's eyes should be neither dry nor streaming. Tears, yes, there should be, but not lamentation.