When We Exist, Death Is Not Yet

Death Is Nothing To Us: For That Which Is Dissolved Is Without Sensation; And That Which Lacks Sensation Is Nothing To Us.

Why Are You Afraid Of Death? Where You Are, Death Is Not. Where Death Is, You Are Not. What Is It That You Fear.

Natural Wealth Is Limited And Easily Obtained; The Wealth Defined By Vain Fancies Is Always Beyond Reach.

We Begin Every Act Of Choice And Avoidance From Pleasure, And It Is To Pleasure That We Return Using Our Experience Of Pleasure As The Criterion Of Every Good Thing.

The Mind That Is Much Elevated And Insolent With Prosperity, And Cast Down With Adversity, Is Generally Abject And Base.