"For the thinker, as for the artist, what counts in life is not the number of rare and exciting adventures he encounters, but the inner depth in that life."

"In the life of a man, his time is but a moment, his being an incessant flux, his senses a dim rushlight, his body a prey of worms, his soul an unquiet eddy, his fortune dark, and his fame doubtful. In short, all that is of the body is as coursing waters, all that is of the soul as dreams and vapours, life a warfare, a brief sojouring in an alien land: and after repute, oblivian. Where, then, can man find the power to guide and guard his steps? In one thing and one alone:
Philosophy. To be a philosopher is to keep unsullied and unscathed the devine spirit within him, so that it may transcend all
pleasure and pain, take nothing in hand
without purpose and nothing falsely or with dissimulation, depend not on other’s actions or inactions, accept each and every
dispention as coming from the same Source as itself - and last and chief, wait with a good grace for death, as no more then a simple disolving of the elements whereof each living thing is composed. If those
elements themselves take no harm from their ceaseless forming and re-forming, why look with mistrust upon the change and dissolution of the whole? It is but nature’s way; and in the ways of Nature there is no evil to be found."