I am ashamed of my master and not of my servitude.
Not a soul takes thought how well he may live- only how long: yet a good life might be everybody's, a long one can be nobody's.
Full of men, vacant of friends.
To live is not a blessing, but to live well.
Whatever we give to the wretched, we lend to fortune.
It's not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a lot of it.