Marcus Aurelius: “Everything exists for some end,--a horse, a vine.”

What remains, except to enjoy life by joining one good thing to another so as not to leave even the smallest intervals between?

There is one light of the sun, though it is interrupted by walls, mountains, and other things infinite.

But intellect in a peculiar manner tends to that which is of the same kin, and combines with it, and the feeling for communion is not interrupted.

Depart then satisfied, for he also who releases thee is satisfied.