He Who Understands The Limits Of Life

Pleasure Is Our First And Kindred Good. It Is The Starting Point Of Every Choice And Of Every Aversion, And To It We Always Come Back, Inasmuch As We Make Feeling The Rule By Which To Judge Of Every Good Thing.

Justice Is Never Anything In Itself, But In The Dealings Of Men With One Another In Any Place Whatever And At Any Time. It Is A Kind Of Compact Not To Harm Or Be Harmed.

It Is Not The Young Man Who Should Be Considered Fortunate But The Old Man Who Has Lived Well, Because The Young Man In His Prime Wanders Much By Chance, Vacillating In His Beliefs, While The Old Man Has Docked In The Harbor, Having Safeguarded His True Happiness.

Accustom Yourself To Believe That Death Is Nothing To Us, For Good And Evil Imply Awareness, And Death Is The Privation Of All Awareness; Therefore A Right Understanding That Death Is Nothing To Us Makes The Mortality Of Life Enjoyable, Not By Adding To Life An Unlimited Time, But By Taking Away The Yearning After Immortality. For Life Has No Terror; For Those Who Thoroughly Apprehend That There Are No Terrors For Them In Ceasing To Live.

Justice... Is A Kind Of Compact Not To Harm Or Be Harmed.