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Up to Olympus from the wide-spread earth. What then is there which |
still detains thee here? If the objects of sense are easily changed |
and never stand still, and the organs of perception are dull and easily |
receive false impressions; and the poor soul itself is an exhalation |
from blood. But to have good repute amidst such a world as this is |
an empty thing. Why then dost thou not wait in tranquility for thy |
end, whether it is extinction or removal to another state? And until |
that time comes, what is sufficient? Why, what else than to venerate |
the gods and bless them, and to do good to men, and to practise tolerance |
and self-restraint; but as to everything which is beyond the limits |
of the poor flesh and breath, to remember that this is neither thine |
nor in thy power. |
Thou canst pass thy life in an equable flow of happiness, if thou |
canst go by the right way, and think and act in the right way. These |
two things are common both to the soul of God and to the soul of man, |
and to the soul of every rational being, not to be hindered by another; |
and to hold good to consist in the disposition to justice and the |
practice of it, and in this to let thy desire find its termination. |
If this is neither my own badness, nor an effect of my own badness, |
and the common weal is not injured, why am I troubled about it? And |
what is the harm to the common weal? |
Do not be carried along inconsiderately by the appearance of things, |
but give help to all according to thy ability and their fitness; and |
if they should have sustained loss in matters which are indifferent, |
do not imagine this to be a damage. For it is a bad habit. But as |
the old man, when he went away, asked back his foster-child's top, |
remembering that it was a top, so do thou in this case also. |
When thou art calling out on the Rostra, hast thou forgotten, man, |
what these things are?- Yes; but they are objects of great concern |
to these people- wilt thou too then be made a fool for these things?- |
I was once a fortunate man, but I lost it, I know not how.- But fortunate |
means that a man has assigned to himself a good fortune: and a good |
fortune is good disposition of the soul, good emotions, good actions. |
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BOOK SIX |
The substance of the universe is obedient and compliant; and the |
reason which governs it has in itself no cause for doing evil, for |
it has no malice, nor does it do evil to anything, nor is anything |
harmed by it. But all things are made and perfected according to this |
reason. |
Let it make no difference to thee whether thou art cold or warm, if |
thou art doing thy duty; and whether thou art drowsy or satisfied |
with sleep; and whether ill-spoken of or praised; and whether dying |
or doing something else. For it is one of the acts of life, this act |
by which we die: it is sufficient then in this act also to do well |
what we have in hand. |
Look within. Let neither the peculiar quality of anything nor its |
value escape thee. |
All existing things soon change, and they will either be reduced to |
vapour, if indeed all substance is one, or they will be dispersed. |
The reason which governs knows what its own disposition is, and what |
it does, and on what material it works. |
The best way of avenging thyself is not to become like the wrong doer. |
Take pleasure in one thing and rest in it, in passing from one social |
act to another social act, thinking of God. |
The ruling principle is that which rouses and turns itself, and while |
it makes itself such as it is and such as it wills to be, it also |
makes everything which happens appear to itself to be such as it wills. |
In conformity to the nature of the universe every single thing is |
accomplished, for certainly it is not in conformity to any other nature |
that each thing is accomplished, either a nature which externally |
comprehends this, or a nature which is comprehended within this nature, |
or a nature external and independent of this. |
The universe is either a confusion, and a mutual involution of things, |
and a dispersion; or it is unity and order and providence. If then |
it is the former, why do I desire to tarry in a fortuitous combination |
of things and such a disorder? And why do I care about anything else |
than how I shall at last become earth? And why am I disturbed, for |
the dispersion of my elements will happen whatever I do. But if the |
other supposition is true, I venerate, and I am firm, and I trust |
in him who governs. |
When thou hast been compelled by circumstances to be disturbed in |
a manner, quickly return to thyself and do not continue out of tune |
longer than the compulsion lasts; for thou wilt have more mastery |
over the harmony by continually recurring to it. |
If thou hadst a step-mother and a mother at the same time, thou wouldst |
be dutiful to thy step-mother, but still thou wouldst constantly return |
to thy mother. Let the court and philosophy now be to thee step-mother |
and mother: return to philosophy frequently and repose in her, through |
whom what thou meetest with in the court appears to thee tolerable, |
and thou appearest tolerable in the court. |
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