As the mother's womb holds us for ten months, making us ready, not for the womb itself, but for life, just so, through our lives, we are making ourselves ready for another birth...Therefore look forward without fear to that appointed hour- the last hour of the body, but not of the soul...That day, which you fear as being the end of all things, is the birthday of your eternity.

Disease is not of the body but of the place.

I am ashamed of my master and not of my servitude.

He who would do great things should not attempt them all alone.

You want to live-but do you know how to live? You are scared of dying-and, tell me, is the kind of life you lead really any different from being dead?

Religion worships God, while superstition profanes that worship.

He who begs timidly courts a refusal.