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I count it happiness, Ere we go quickly thither whence we came, To gaze ungrieving on these majesties, The world-wide sun, the stars, water and clouds, and fire. Live, Parmeno, a hundred years Or a few months, these you will always see and never, never, any greater things. Think of this life-time as a festival Or visit to a strange city, full of noise, Buying and selling, thieving, dicing stalls And joy parks. If you leave it early, friend, Why, think you have gone to find a better inn: You have paid your fare and leave no enemies.
-Menander