Nothing, to my way of thinking, is a better proof of a well-ordered mind than a man's ability to stop just where he is and pass some time in his own company.
Seneca the YoungerWhy will no man confess his faults? Because he continues to indulge in them; a man cannot tell his dream till he wakes.
Seneca the YoungerThere is no evil that does not promise inducements. Avarice promises money; luxury, a varied assortment of pleasures; ambition, a purple robe and applause. Vices tempt you by the rewards they offer.
Seneca the Younger