You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say.
Every man is worth just so much as the things about which he busies himself.
You have power over your mind - not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.
If thou workest at that which is before thee ... Expecting nothing fearing nothing but satisfied with thy present activity according to Nature and with heroic truth in every word and sound which thou utterest thou wilt live happy. And there is no man who is able to prevent this.
He is so rich, he has no room to shit.
How much time he saves who does not look to see what his neighbor says or does or thinks.
God give me patience, to reconcile with what I am not able to changeGive me strength to change what I canAnd give me wisdom to distinguish one from another.