Plain
Seneca — The Senator

So go find something soft and weak to attack with your criticism. But do you really have time to spy on other people's mistakes and judge everyone? To ask why this philosopher has such a big house, or why that one eats so well? You're looking at other people's tiny flaws while you're covered with huge problems of your own. It's like someone with a serious skin disease pointing and laughing at the small moles on beautiful people. Go ahead — criticize Plato for wanting money, criticize Aristotle for getting it, Democritus for ignoring it, Epicurus for spending it. Throw Phaedrus and Alcibiades in my face too, you who get your biggest thrill from copying our worst habits!

On the Happy Life, Section 27 99 of 101
Human Nature Knowing Yourself
Seneca — The Senator Original

Wherefore, seek some soft and yielding object to pierce with your darts. But have you leisure to peer into other men's evil deeds and to sit in judgment upon anybody? to ask how it is that this philosopher has so roomy a house, or that one so good a dinner? Do you look at other people's pimples while you yourselves are covered with countless ulcers? This is as though one who was eaten up by the mange were to point with scorn at the moles and warts on the bodies of the handsomest men. Reproach Plato with having sought for money, reproach Aristotle with having obtained it, Democritus with having disregarded it, Epicurus with having spent it: cast Phaedrus and Alcibiades in my own teeth, you who reach the height of enjoyment whenever you get an opportunity of imitating our vices!

On the Happy Life, Section 27 99 of 101
Seneca — The Senator

I once gave Aristophanes something to joke about. Ever since then, all the comic poets have made me their target for bitter jokes. But their attacks have only made my virtue shine brighter. Virtue benefits from being tested in public. No one understands how strong virtue is better than those who attack it and test its power. No one knows how hard flint is better than the person who strikes it. I stand open to all attacks, like a lone rock in shallow water. The waves beat against it constantly from every direction, but they can't move it or wear it down, no matter how many years they crash against it. Come at me, rush at me — I will defeat you simply by enduring what you throw at me. Whatever strikes something firm and unbreakable only hurts itself with its own force.

On the Happy Life, Section 27 98 of 101
Facing Hardship Doing The Right Thing
Seneca — The Senator Original

I once afforded Aristophanes with the subject of a jest: since then all the crew of comic poets have made me a mark for their envenomed wit: my virtue has been made to shine more brightly by the very blows which have been aimed at it, for it is to its advantage to be brought before the public and exposed to temptation, nor do any people understand its greatness more than those who by their assaults have made trial of its strength. The hardness of flint is known to none so well as to those who strike it. I offer myself to all attacks, like some lonely rock in a shallow sea, which the waves never cease to beat upon from whatever quarter they may come, but which they cannot thereby move from its place nor yet wear away, for however many years they may unceasingly dash against it. Bound upon me, rush upon me, I will overcome you by enduring your onset: whatever strikes against that which is firm and unconquerable merely injures itself by its own violence.

On the Happy Life, Section 27 98 of 101
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