Before I became old I tried to live well; now that I am old, I shall try to die well; but dying well means dying gladly.

I am endeavouring to live every day as if it were a complete life.

That which Fortune has not given, she cannot take away.

The wise man is joyful, happy and calm, unshaken, he lives on a plane with the gods.

But the wise man is fortified against all inroads; he is alert; he will not retreat before the attack of poverty, or of sorrow, or of disgrace, or of pain. He will walk undaunted both against them and among them.

We are weak, watery beings standing in the midst of unrealities; therefore let us turn our minds to the things that are everlasting.

The much occupied man has no time for wantonness, and it is an obvious commonplace that the evils of leisure can be shaken off by hard work.

Our luxuries have condemned us to weakness; we have ceased to be able to do that which we have long declined to do.

You can tell the character of every man when you see how he gives and receives praise.

Would not anyone who is a man have his slumbers broken by a war-trumpet rather than by a chorus of serenaders?