Seneca

This body is not a home but an inn, and that only briefly.

This body is not a home but an inn, and that only briefly.

If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favorable.

If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favorable.

Everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but read more

Everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but no friends.

Time is like a handful of sand- the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers

Time is like a handful of sand- the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers

Things that were hard to bear are sweet to remember

Things that were hard to bear are sweet to remember