All a man's affairs become diseased when he wishes to cure evils by evils.

Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death--what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well.

Many are the wonders of the world, and none so wonderful as man.

You clearly hate to yield, but you will regret it when your anger has passed. Such natures are justly the hardest for themselves to bear.

Let be the future: mind the present need and leave the rest to whom the rest concerns ... present tasks claim our care: the ordering of the future rests where it should rest.

How sweet for those faring badly to forget their misfortunes even for a short time.

Knowledge must come through action. You can have no test which is not fanciful, save by trial.