We act like deer being hunted. When deer run from the hunters' feathers in panic, where do they go? They run straight into the nets. They die because they get confused about what's actually dangerous and what's not. We do the same thing. What do we fear? Things that aren't up to us. What makes us feel safe and confident? Things that are up to us. So we don't worry at all about being fooled, acting recklessly, behaving shamefully, or chasing the wrong things — as long as we succeed with externals. But when we face death, exile, pain, or disgrace, we try to run away. We panic.
We are then in the condition of deer; when they flee from the huntsmen's feathers in fright, whither do they turn and in what do they seek refuge as safe? They turn to the nets, and thus they perish by confounding things which are objects of fear with things that they ought not to fear. Thus we also act: in what cases do we fear? In things which are independent of the will. In what cases on the contrary do we behave with confidence, as if there were no danger? In things dependent on the will. To be deceived then, or to act rashly, or shamelessly, or with base desire to seek something, does not concern us at all, if we only hit the mark in things which are independent of our will. But where there is death or exile or pain or infamy, there we attempt to run away, there we are struck with terror.