A thousand approaches lie open to death.
There exists no more difficult art than living.
The language of truth is unvarnished enough.
If thou art a man, admire those who attempt great things, even though they fail.
There is about wisdom a nobility and magnificence in the fact that she doesn't just fall to a person's lot, that each man owes her to his own efforts, that one doesn't go to anyone other than oneself to find her.
We deliberate about the parcels of life, but not about life itself, and so we arrive all unawares at its different epochs, and have the trouble of beginning all again. And so finally it is that we do not walk as men confidently towards death, but let death come suddenly upon us.