One who's our friend is fond of us; one who's fond of us isn't necessarily our friend.
Seneca the YoungerThe body is not a permanent dwelling, but a sort of inn which is to be left behind when one perceives that one is a burden to the host.
Seneca the YoungerVirtue hath no virtue if it be not impugned; then appeareth how great it is, of what value and power it is, when by patience it approveth what it works.
Seneca the Younger