I'm fond of this one from him: "Soon you’ll be ashes or bones. A mere name at most—and even that is just a sound, an echo. The things we want in life are empty

I'm fond of this one from him: "Soon you’ll be ashes or bones. A mere name at most—and even that is just a sound, an echo. The things we want in life are empty, stale, trivial." Macrus Aurelius