Cicero: “I will put it briefly: nothing can either furnish necessaries more richly, or present a fairer spectacle, than…”

But my soul, I know not how, refusing to be kept down, ever fixed its eyes upon future ages, as though from a conviction that it would begin to live only when it had left the body.

For nature has given us a place of entertainment, not of residence.

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…

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