A great many of the writers are philosophers, some quite famous (Epictetus).
Of a far higher grade was Epictetus, at once a slave and a philosopher, though scarcely to be classed as a true Stoic.
Marcus Aurelius, Epictetus, and Seneca are the masters of this school.
These two principles are sufficient ground for our gratitude to these “athletes of righteousness” (as Epictetus calls them).
It is better for the temper than a chapter of Seneca or Epictetus.
She had whimsical little theories that she had deduced from life, and that fitted the maxims of Epictetus like princess gowns.
He is talking about Plato and Epictetus; who the goodness are they?
Some here, surely, have read Epictetus, the heathen whose thought most exactly coincides with that of the Psalmist.
Yet Epictetus is a Phrygian, and a slave, and deformed, and lame.
Epictetus reminded his listener of the harmony of external nature, of flowers and moon and sun.