Virtue Consisteth Of Three Parts,--temperance, Fortitude, And

My Garden Does Not Whet The Appetite; It Satisfies It. It Does Not Provoke Thirst Through Heedless Indulgence, But Slakes It By Proffering Its Natural Remedy. Amid Such Pleasures As These Have I Grown Old.

The Art Of Living Well And The Art Of Dying Well Are One.

We Must, Therefore, Pursue The Things That Make For Happiness, Seeing That When Happiness Is Present, We Have Everything; But When It Is Absent, We Do Everything To Possess It.

Is God Willing To Prevent Evil, But Not Able? Then He Is Not Omnipotent. Is He Able, But Not Willing? Then He Is Malevolent. Is He Both Able And Willing? Then Whence Cometh Evil? Is He Neither Able Nor Willing? Then Why Call Him God?

It Is Not The Young Man Who Should Be Considered Fortunate But The Old Man Who Has Lived Well, Because The Young Man In His Prime Wanders Much By Chance, Vacillating In His Beliefs, While The Old Man Has Docked In The Harbor, Having Safeguarded His True Happiness.