Human society is like an arch, kept from falling by the mutual pressure of its parts — Seneca the Younger
That day which you fear as being the end of all things is the birthday of your eternity. — Seneca the Younger
It is by the benefit of letters that absent friends are in a manner brought together. — Seneca the Younger
Those whom fortune has never favored are more joyful than those whom she has deserted. — Seneca the Younger