Marcus Aurelius
Stoic philosopher, and Roman Emperor from 161 to his death in 180; born Marcus Annius Catilius Severus, at marriage he took the name Marcus Annius Verus.
Death, like generation, is a secret of Nature.
Love the little trade which thou hast learned, and be content therewith.
The intelligence of the universe is social.
Give thyself time to learn something new and good, and cease to be whirled around.
Let no act be done at haphazard, nor otherwise than according to the finished rules that govern its kind.
The universal nature has no external space; but the wondrous part of her art is that though she has circumscribed herself, everything which is within her which appears to decay and to grow old and to be useless she changes into herself, and again makes other new things from these very same, so that she requires neither substance from without nor wants a place into which she may cast that which decays. She is content then with her own space, and her own matter, and her own art.
One man prays thus: How shall I be able to lie with that woman? Do thou pray thus: How shall I not desire to lie with her? Another prays: How shall I be released from this? Another prays: How shall I not desire to be released? Another thus: How shall I not lose my little son? Thou thus: How shall I not be afraid to lose him? In fine, turn thy prayers this way, and see what comes.
If a man is mistaken, instruct him kindly and show him his error. But if thy are not able, blame thyself, or blame not even thyself.
Consider that everything is opinion, and opinion is in thy power.
All things are changing; and thou thyself art in continuous mutation and in a manner in continuous destruction and the whole universe to.
It is not fit that I should give myself pain, for I have never intentionally given pain even to another.
Many the lumps of frankincense on the same altar; one falls there early and another late, but it makes no difference.
Retire into thyself. The rational principle which rules has this nature, that it is content with itself when it does what is just, and so secures tranquility.
Prize that which is best in the universe; and this is that which useth everything and ordereth everything.
I consist of a little body and a soul.
The longest-lived and the shortest-lived man, when they come to die, lose one and the same thing.
Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away.
Adorn thyself with simplicity and with indifference towards the things which lie between virtue and vice. Love mankind. Follow God. The poet says that Law rules all. And it is enough to remember that law rules all.
As thou thyself art a component part of a social system, so let every act of thine be a component part of social life. Whatever act of thine that has no reference, either immediately or remotely, to a social end, this tears asunder thy life, and does not allow it to be one, and it is of the nature of a mutiny, just as when in a popular assembly a man acting by himself stands apart from the general agreement.