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“No delicate breeze brings comfort with icy breath of wind
to the hearts which pant on the flames.”
― Seneca, Six Tragedies

“Everyone hurries his life on and suffers from a yearning for the future and a weariness of the present. But he who bestows all of his time on his own needs, who plans out every day as if it were his last, neither longs for nor fears the morrow.”
― Seneca, On the Shortness of Life: Life Is Long if You Know How to Use It

“For to be afflicted with endless sorrow at the loss of someone very dear is foolish self-indulgence, and to feel none is inhuman callousness.”
― Seneca, On the Shortness of Life

“I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger