Death's the discharge of our debt of sorrow.

When an author is too meticulous about his style, you may presume that his mind is frivolous and his content flimsy.

There is nothing more miserable and foolish than anticipation.

It is the mind that makes us rich and happy, in what condition soever we are, and money signifies no more to it than it does to the gods.

Set aside a certain number of days, during which you shall be content with the scantiest and cheapest fare, with course and rough dress, saying to yourself the while: " Is this the condition that I feared?"

Consult your friend on all things, especially on those which respect yourself. His counsel may then be useful where your own self-love might impair your judgment.

Shun no toil to make yourself remarkable by some talent or other.