Neither I nor any other man should, on trial or in way, contrive to avoid death at any cost.

A multitude of books distracts the mind.

Not by wisdom do they [poets] make what they compose, but by a gift of nature and an inspiration similar to that of the diviners and the oracles.

The perfect human being is all human beings put together, it is a collective, it is all of us together that make perfection.

The hour of departure has arrived and we go our ways; I to die, and you to live. Which is better? Only God knows.

Is it not, then, better to be ridiculous and friendly than clever and hostile?

Knowing thyself is the height of wisdom.