Beloved Pan and all ye other gods who haunt this place, give me beauty in the inward soul; and may the outward and the inward man be one.
See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.
Fear of women love more than hate the man.
If you would seek health, look first to the spine.
There is a doctrine whispered in secret that a man is a prisoner who has no right to open the door and run away; this is a great mystery which I do not quite understand.