It is not living that matters, but living rightly.
The nearest way to glory a shortcut, as it were is to strive to be what you wish to be thought to be.
The envious person grows lean with the fatness of their neighbor.
For this fear of death is indeed the pretense of wisdom, and not real wisdom, being the appearance of knowing the unknown; since no one knows whether death, which they in their fear apprehend to be the greatest evil, may not be the greatest good.
Silence is a profound melody, for those who can hear it above all the noise.
To fear death, gentlemen, is no other than to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not know.