You deserve to feel miserable — more miserable than crows and ravens. At least they can fly wherever they want, change their homes, and cross oceans without crying about what they left behind. But wait — that's because they're just dumb animals. Did the gods give us reason so we could be unhappy and miserable? So we could spend our lives feeling wretched and crying? Should everyone live forever? Should no one ever travel? Should we stay planted in one spot like trees? And when a friend leaves town, should we sit around weeping? Then when they come back, should we jump up and down clapping like little kids?
Indeed you deserve this, to be more wretched than crows and ravens who have the power of flying where they please and changing their nests for others, and crossing the seas without lamenting or regretting their former condition. Yes, but this happens to them because they are irrational creatures. Was reason then given to us by the gods for the purpose of unhappiness and misery, that we may pass our lives in wretchedness and lamentation? Must all persons be immortal and must no man go abroad, and must we ourselves not go abroad, but remain rooted like plants; and if any of our familiar friends goes abroad, must we sit and weep; and on the contrary, when he returns, must we dance and clap our hands like children?