The Constant Recollection Of Death Is The

Let Thine Occupations Be Few, Saith The Sage, If Thou Wouldst Lead A Tranquil Life.

The Passing Minute Is Every Man's Equal Possession But What Has Once Gone By Is Not Ours.

It Will Suffice Thee To Remember As Concerning Pain ... That The Mind May, By Stopping All Manner Of Commerce And Sympathy With The Body, Still Retain Its Own Tranquility.

Things Can Never Touch The Soul, But Stand Inert Outside It, So That Disquiet Can Arise Only From Fancies Within.

This Thou Must Always Bear In Mind, What Is The Nature Of The Whole.