Quick decisions are unsafe decisions.
We have only a little time to please the living. But all eternity to love the dead.
To the person who is afraid, everything rustles.
Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows.
Better not to exist than live basely.
Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.