Cicero: “But such a view reduces friendship to a question of figures in a spirit far too narrow and illiberal, as though the…”

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

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?

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

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.