Hippocrates, after curing many diseases, himself fell sick and died.
On every occasion, a man should be able to say: this comes from God.
A scowling look is altogether unnatural; when it is often assumed, the result is that all comeliness dies away, and at last is so completely extinguished that it cannot be lighted up at all. Try to conclude from this very fact that it is contrary to reason. For if even the perception of doing wrong departs, what reason is there for living any longer?
Direct your attention to what is said. Let your understanding enter into the things that are done and the things that are doing them.
Life must be reaped like the ripe ears of corn:
One man is born, another dies.
Everything exists for some end, be it a horse, a vine.
…He who pursues pleasure will not abstain from injustice, and this is plainly impiety.
You have but a short time left to live. Live as on a mountain. For it makes no difference whether a man lives there or here, if he lives ever there in the world as in a state (political community). Let men see, let the know a real man who lives according to nature. If they cannot endure him, let them kill him. For that is better than to live thus as men do.