Misfortune Seldom Intrudes Upon The Wise Man;

Those Desires That Do Not Bring Pain If They Are Not Satisfied Are Not Necessary; And They Are Easily Thrust Aside Whenever To Satisfy Them Appears Difficult Or Likely To Cause Injury.

The Magnitude Of Pleasure Reaches Its Limit In The Removal Of All Pain. When Such Pleasure Is Present, So Long As It Is Uninterrupted, There Is No Pain Either Of Body Or Of Mind Or Of Both Together.

Without Confidence, There Is No Friendship.

The Wise Man Thinks Of Fame Just Enough To Avoid Being Despised.

He Who Says Either That The Time For Philosophy Has Not Yet Come Or That It Has Passed Is Like Someone Who Says That The Time For Happiness Has Not Yet Come Or That It Has Passed.