Do not believe that you alone can be right.The man who thinks that,The man who maintains that only he has the powerTo reason correctly, the gift to speak, the soul-A man like that, when you know him, turns out empty.

Wonders are many, and none is more wonderful than man; the power that crosses the white sea, driven by the stormy wind, making a path under surges that threaten to engulf him.

Whenever the deity contrives misfortunes for a man, he first harms their understanding.

Who seeks shall find.

It is best not to have been born at all: but, if born, as quickly as possible to return whence one came.

Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.

A man growing old becomes a child again.