The part of life which we really live is short.

I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.

Epileptics know by signs when attacks are imminent and take precautions accordingly; we must do the same in regard to anger

Nothing is more disgraceful than that an old man should have nothing to show to prove that he has lived long, except his years.

The condition of all who are preoccupied is wretched, but most wretched is the condition of those who labor at preoccupations that are not even their own, who regulate their sleep by that of another, their walk by the pace of another, who are under orders in case of the freest things in the world-loving and hating. If these wish to know how short their life is, let them reflect how small a part of it is their own.

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?

The willing, destiny guides them; the unwilling, destiny drags them.