"The duration of a man's life is but a point; the substance of it ever flowing, the sense obscure, the course of the body headlong, the soul fickle, fortune uncertain, and fame doubtful."

"In a little while you will be nobody and nowhere."

"He who is in a hurry to do a thing, though he may do it well, yet he does it not well, for he has not given himself time to do it well."

"The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts."

"Consider how much more pain is brought on us by the anger and vexation caused by such acts than by the acts themselves, at which we are angry and vexed."