Life's like a play; it's not the length, but the excellence of the acting that matters.
The mind that is anxious about future events is miserable.
The stomach begs and clamors, and listens to no precepts. And yet it is not an obdurate creditor; for it is dismissed with small payment if you give it only what you owe, and not as much as you can.
Everything hangs on one's thinking.
Greed's worst point is its ingratitude.
Plato once wanted to punish one of his slaves and asked his nephew to do the actual whipping for he himself did not own his anger.