Cicero: “I grant you that Virtue naturally loves herself; for she knows herself and perceives how worthy of love she is.”

But I quit life as I would an inn, not as I would a home.

For nature puts a limit to living as to everything else.

Nay, if some god should grant me to renew my childhood from my present age and once more to be crying in my cradle, I would firmly refuse; nor should I in truth be willing, after having, as it were, run the full course, to be recalled from…

Now, old age is as it were the playing out of the drama, the full fatigue of which we should shun, especially when we also feel that we have had more than enough of it.