Begin at once to live, and count each day as a separate life.
SENECA THE YOUNGERTruth will never be tedious unto him that travelleth in the secrets of nature; there is nothing but falsehood that glutteth us.
More Seneca the Younger Quotes
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Associate with people who are likely to improve you.
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Watch over yourself. Be your own accuser, then your judge; ask yourself grace sometimes, and, if there is need, impose upon yourself some pain.
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Choose as a guide one whom you will admire more when you see him act than when you hear him speak.
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Hesitation is the best cure for anger. The first blows of anger are heavy, but if it waits, it will think again.
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No man finds it difficult to return to nature except the man who has deserted nature.
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He that will do no good offices after a disappointment must stand still, and do just nothing at all. The plough goes on after a barren year; and while the ashes are yet warm, we raise a new house upon the ruins of a former.
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Consider, when you are enraged at any one, what you would probably think if he should die during the dispute.
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Auditur et altera pars. (The other side shall be heard as well.)
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If God adds another day to our life, let us receive it gladly.
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It is only the surprise and newness of the thing which makes that misfortune terrible which by premeditation might be made easy to us. For that which some people make light by sufferance, others do by foresight.
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Leisure without literature is death and burial alive.
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Let not the enjoyment of pleasures now within your grasp, be carried to such excess as to incapacitate you from future repetition.
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It’s unknown the place and uncertain the time where death awaits you; thus you must expect death to find you, every time, at every place.
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What madness it is for a man to starve himself to enrich his heir, and so turn a friend into an enemy! For his joy at your death will be proportioned to what you leave him.
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Our plans miscarry because they have no aim.
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