Most Men Are In A Coma When

It Is Possible To Provide Security Against Other Ills, But As Far As Death Is Concerned, We Men Live In A City Without Walls.

We Must, Therefore, Pursue The Things That Make For Happiness, Seeing That When Happiness Is Present, We Have Everything; But When It Is Absent, We Do Everything To Possess It.

Death, The Most Dreaded Of Evils, Is Therefore Of No Concern To Us; For While We Exist Death Is Not Present, And When Death Is Present We No Longer Exist.

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.

We Should Look For Someone To Eat And Drink With Before Looking For Something To Eat And Drink.