Believe me, that was a happy age, before the days of architects, before the days of builders.
Seneca the YoungerMost men ebb and flow in wretchedness between the fear of death and the hardship of life; they are unwilling to live, and yet they do not know how to die.
Seneca the YoungerMany men provoke others to overreach them by excessive suspicion; their extraordinary distrust in some sort justifies the deceit.
Seneca the Younger