Man Is So Constituted That

Nunc Fluens Facit Tempus,nunc Stans Facit Aeternitatum.(the Now That Passes Produces Time, The Now That Remains Produces Eternity.)

Balance Out The Good Things And The Bad That Have Happened In Your Life And You Will Have To Acknowledge That You Are Still Way Ahead. You Are Unhappy Because You Have Lost Those Things In Which You Took Pleasure? But You Can Also Take Comfort In The Likelihood That What Is Now Making You Miserable Will Also Pass Away.

I Who Once Wrote Songs With Keen Delight Am Now By Sorrow Driven To Take Up Melancholy Measures. Wounded Muses Tell Me What I Must Write, And Elegiac Verses Bathe My Face With Real Tears. Not Even Terror Could Drive From Me These Faithful Companions Of My Long Journey. Poetry, Which Was Once The Glory Of My Happy And Flourishing Youth, Is Still My Comfort In This Misery Of My Old Age.

In Other Living Creatures The Ignorance Of Themselves Is Nature, But In Men It Is A Vice.

Contemplate The Extent And Stability Of The Heavens, And Then At Last Cease To Admire Worthless Things.