IV. He that sinneth, sinneth unto himself. He that is unjust, hurts himself, in that he makes himself worse than he was before. Not he only that committeth, but he also that omitteth something, is oftentimes unjust.

Marcus Aurelius

Marcus Aurelius

Profession: Soldier
Nationality: Roman

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You have grown beyond supposing such actions to be either good or bad, and therefore it will be so much the easier to be tolerant of another's blindness.

There is a kind of river of things passing into being and Time is a violent torrent. For no sooner is each seen, than it has been carried away, and another is being carried by, and that, too, will be carried away.

Attend to the matter before you, whether it is an opinion or an act or a word. You suffer this justly: for you choose rather to become good tomorrow than to be good today.

Does the emerald lose its beauty for lack of admiration? Does gold, or ivory, or purple? A lyre or a dagger, a rosebud or a sapling?

Each thing is of like form from everlasting and comes round again in its cycle.

Be content with what you are, and wish not change; nor dread your last day, nor long for it.

If anyone can refute me—show me I'm making a mistake or looking at things from the wrong perspective—I'll gladly change. It's the truth I'm after, and the truth never harmed anyone. What harms us is to persist in self-deceit and ignorance.

All that comes to pass is as familiar and well known as the rose in spring, and the grape in summer. Of like fashion are sickness, death, calumny, intrigue, and all that gladdens or saddens the foolish.

Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if you will ever dig.

Do not be ashamed of help.

The Roman religion was in fact of the nature of a bargain: men paid certain sacrifices and rites, and the gods granted their favour, irrespective of right or wrong.

This that I am, whatever it be, is mere flesh and a little breath and the ruling Reason.

Man, what are you talking about? Me in chains? You may fetter my leg but my will, not even Zeus himself can overpower.

Everything is only for a day, both that which remembers and that which is remembered.