Cicero: “While they take the sting out of death, they add a glory to the life of the survivors.”

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

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.

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.