I am telling you to be a slow-speaking person.

What need is there to weep over parts of life? The whole of it calls for tears.

To the person who does not know where he wants to go there is no favorable wind.

Nothing is so false as human life, nothing so treacherous. God knows no one would have accepted it as a gift, if it had not been given without our knowledge.

There is this blessing, that while life has but one entrance, it has exits innumerable, and as I choose the house in which I live, the ship in which I will sail, so will I choose the time and manner of my death.

There is nothing more miserable and foolish than anticipation.

Drunkenness is nothing but voluntary madness.