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Riches Do Not Exhilarate Us So Much With Their Possession As They Torment Us With Their Loss.

Let No One Be Slow To Seek Wisdom When He Is Young Nor Weary In The Search Of It When He Has Grown Old. For No Age Is Too Early Or Too Late For The Health Of The Soul.

The Wise Man Neither Rejects Life Nor Fears Death... Just As He Does Not Necessarily Choose The Largest Amount Of Food, But, Rather, The Pleasantest Food, So He Prefers Not The Longest Time, But The Most Pleasant.

The Words Of That Philosopher Who Offers No Therapy For Human Suffering Are Empty And Vain.

Whatsoever Causes No Annoyance When It Is Present, Causes Only A Groundless Pain In The Expectation. Death, Therefore, The Most Awful Of Evils, Is Nothing To Us, Seeing That, When We Are, Death Is Not Come, And, When Death Is Come, We Are Not. It Is Nothing, Then, Either To The Living Or To The Dead, For With The Living It Is Not And The Dead Exist No Longer.