Things Are Not Bad In Themselves, But

Whom Conscience, Ne'er Asleep, Wounds With Incessant Strokes, Not Loud, But Deep.

The Laws Of Conscience, Which We Pretend To Be Derived From Nature, Proceed From Custom.

Greatness Of Soul Consists Not So Much In Soaring High And In Pressing Forward, As In Knowing How To Adapt And Limit Oneself.

There Is Nothing More Notable In Socrates Than That He Found Time, When He Was An Old Man, To Learn Music And Dancing, And Thought It Time Well Spent.

We Trouble Our Life By Thoughts About Death, And Our Death By Thoughts About Life.