So dear I love him that with him all deaths I could endure, without him live no life.

Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st, Live well, how long or short permit to heav'n

A man may die, nations may rise and fall, but an idea lives on. Ideas have endurance without death.

Grace was in all her steps, Heav'n in her Eye, In every gesture dignity and love

Don't fear the gods,
Don't worry about death;
What is good is easy to get, and
What is terrible is easy to endure.

No man ever threw away life while it was worth keeping.