To Be Rich Is Not The End,

Why Should I Fear Death? If I Am, Death Is Not. If Death Is, I Am Not. Why Should I Fear That Which Can Only Exist When I Do Not?

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.

The Fool’s Life Is Empty Of Gratitude And Full Of Fears; Its Course Lies Wholly Toward The Future.

The Pleasant Life Is Not Produced By Continual Drinking And Dancing, Nor Sexual Intercourse, Nor Rare Dishes Of Sea Food And Other Delicacies Of A Luxurious Table. On The Contrary, It Is Produced By Sober Reasoning Which Examines The Motives For Every Choice And Avoidance, Driving Away Beliefs Which Are The Source Of Mental Disturbances.

I Was Not, I Was, I Am Not, I Care Not. (non Fui, Fui, Non Sum, Non Curo)