“It is doubtful what fortune to-morrow will bring.”

How wretched are the minds of men, and how blind their understandings.

True piety lies rather in the power to contemplate the universe with a quiet mind.

The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.

The sum total of all sums total is eternal.

Only religion can lead to such evil.

The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.

Epicurus whose genius surpassed all humankind, extinguished the light of others, as the stars are dimmed by the rising sun.

By protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.

Fear was the first thing on Earth to create gods.

For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.

Thus it comes That earth, without her seasons of fixed rains, Could bear no produce such as makes us glad, And whatsoever lives, if shut from food, Prolongs its kind and guards its life no more.

A falling drop at last will carve a stone.

It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.

It is pleasant, when the sea runs high, to view from land the great distress of another.

So much wrong could religion induce.

The sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the universe).

And now that I don’t want to own anything any more and am free, now I suddenly own everything, now my inner riches are immeasurable.

Life is the constant opportunity to wake up.

The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.

You’ll always be expected to know Chinese, and if you don’t, I’m afraid they will not respect you as much.

If this country [America] is to survive, the best-fed-nation myth had better be recognized for what it is

How rash to assert that man shapes his own destiny. All he can do is determine his inner responses.

Joy seems to me a step beyond happiness.

Trying to beat my personal best