There is this blessing, that while life has but one entrance, it has exits innumerable, and as I choose the house in which I live, the ship in which I will sail, so will I choose the time and manner of my death.

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

Everything hangs on one's thinking.

Finally, everybody agrees that no one pursuit can be successfully followed by a man who is preoccupied with many things-eloquence cannot, nor the liberal studies-since the mind, when distracted, takes in nothing very deeply, but rejects everything that is, as it were, crammed into it. There is nothing the busy man is less busied with than living: there is nothing that is harder to learn.

No man finds it difficult to return to nature except the man who has deserted nature.

Be not dazzled by beauty, but look for those inward qualities which are lasting.

As long as we are among humans, let us be humane.