Silence Is Better Than Unmeaning

Thought Is An Idea In Transit, Which When Once Released, Never Can Be Lured Back, Nor The Spoken Word Recalled.

Many Words Befall Men, Mean And Noble Alike; Do Not Be Astonished By Them, Nor Allow Yourself To Be Constrained.

No One Is Free Who Has Not Obtained The Empire Of Himself.

Souls Never Die, But Always On Quitting One Abode Pass To Another. All Things Change, Nothing Perishes. The Soul Passes Hither And Thither, Occupying Now This Body, Now That... As A Wax Is Stamped With Certain Figures, Then Melted, Then Stamped Anew With Others, Yet It Is Always The Same Wax. So, The Soul Being Always The Same, Yet Wears At Different Times Different Forms.

Remind Yourself That All Men Assert That Wisdom Is The Greatest Good, But That There Are Few Who Strenuously Seek Out That Greatest Good.