Cicero: “For I am not one of these modern philosophers who maintain that our souls perish with our bodies, and that death ends…”

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…

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

Don't you think that the soul which has the clearer and longer sight sees that it is starting for better things, while the soul whose vision is dimmer does not see it?