E verything exists for some end, a horse, a vine. Why dost thou wonder? Even the sun will say, I am for some purpose, and the rest of the gods will say the same. For what purpose then art thou? to enjoy pleasure? See if common sense allows this.
That which has died falls not out of the universe. If it stays here, it also changes here, and is dissolved into its pro…
On the occasion of every act ask thyself, How is this with respect to me? Shall I repent of it? A little time and I am d…