Seneca the Younger Quotes
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No one loves his country for its size or eminence, but because it's his own.
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Light cares cry out; the great ones still are dumb.
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Apples taste sweetest when they're going.
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Wealth is the slave of a wise man. The master of a fool.
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The sun shines even on the wicked.
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If you live according to nature, you never will be poor; if according to the world's caprice, you will never be rich.
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When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?
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Something that can never be learnt too thoroughly can never be said too often.
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Delay not; swift the flight of fortune's greatest favours.
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A dwarf is small even if he stands on a mountain; a colossus keeps his height, even if he stands in a well.
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He who blushes at riding in a rattletrap, will boast when he rides in style.
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Men practice war; beasts do not.
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If sensuality were happiness, beasts were happier than men; but human felicity is lodged in the soul, not in the flesh.
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Nothing is so contemptible as the sentiments of the mob.
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Who has more leisure than a worm?
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A sword by itself does not slay; it is merely the weapon used by the slayer.
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An unpopular rule is never long maintained.
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The acquisition of riches has been to many not an end to their miseries, but a change in them: The fault is not in the riches, but the disposition.
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Fate leads the willing, and drags along the reluctant.
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As long as we are among humans, let us be humane.
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Anger is like a ruin, which, in falling upon its victim, breaks itself to pieces.
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Diligence is a very great help even to a mediocre intelligence. -Diligentia maximum etiam mediocris ingeni subsidium
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There is as much greatness of mind in the owning of a good turn as in the doing of it; and we must no more force a requital out of season than be wanting in it.
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The world itself is too small for the covetous.