Cicero: “For many men have sought occasions for war from the mere ambition for fame.”

Again, is there not the fact that the wisest man ever dies with the greatest cheerfulness, the most unwise with the least?

Oh glorious day when I shall set out to join that heavenly conclave and company of souls, and depart from the turmoil and impurities of this world!

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

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.