What progress have I made? I am beginning to be my own friend. That is progress indeed

It is expedient for the victor to wish for peace restored; for the vanquished it is necessary.

Small sorrows speak great ones are silent.

Life without the courage to die is slavery.

A disease is farther on the road to being cured when it breaks forth from concealment and manifests its power.

Whatever is well said by another, is mine.

You should rather suppose that those are involved in worthwhile duties who wish to have daily as their closest friends Zeno, Pythagoras, Democritus and all the other high priests of liberal studies, and Aristotle and Theophrastus. None of these will be too busy to see you, none of these will not send his visitor away happier and more devoted to himself, none of these will allow anyone to depart empty-handed. They are at home to all mortals by night and by day.