Plain
Seneca — The Senator

Let's free ourselves from this evil. Let's clear it from our minds and tear it out by the roots — this passion that grows back whenever even the smallest piece of it finds a place to rest. Don't try to moderate anger. Get rid of it completely. What good is moderation when dealing with an evil habit? We can do this if we just try. Nothing will help more than remembering we are mortal. Let each person say to himself and to others: "Why should we waste our tiny span of life being angry at anyone, as if we were born to live forever? Why should we spend days that could be filled with honorable enjoyment on grieving and torturing others instead?"

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Facing Hardship Death & Mortality What Matters Most
Seneca — The Senator Original

Let us be free from this evil, let us clear our minds of it, and extirpate root and branch a passion which grows again wherever the smallest particle of it finds a resting-place. Let us not moderate anger, but get rid of it altogether: what can moderation have to do with an evil habit? We shall succeed in doing this, if only we exert ourselves. Nothing will be of greater service than to bear in mind that we are mortal: let each man say to himself and to his neighbour, “Why should we, as though we were born to live for ever, waste our tiny span of life in declaring anger against any one? why should days, which we might spend in honourable enjoyment, be misapplied in grieving and torturing others?

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Seneca — The Senator

"But most people admire bold actions, and they honor aggressive men while thinking quiet ones are lazy." True, at first glance quiet people might seem that way. But once people see that their calm comes from inner peace rather than laziness, those same crowds start to respect and admire them. So there is nothing useful about anger — that ugly, destructive emotion. It brings only harm: fire and sword. Anger crushes self-control. It soaks its hands in blood. It tears apart families. It leaves nothing untouched by crime. It cares nothing for honor and feels no shame. And once anger hardens into hatred, there is no way to fix it.

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Calm Your Mind Facing Hardship
Seneca — The Senator Original

"But the common herd admires spirited actions, and bold men are held in honour, while quiet ones are thought to be indolent." True, at first sight they may appear to be so: but as soon as the even tenor of their life proves that this quietude arises not from dullness but from peace of mind, then that same populace respects and reverences them. There is, then, nothing useful in that hideous and destructive passion of anger, but on the contrary, every kind of evil, fire and sword. Anger tramples self-restraint underfoot, steeps its hands in slaughter, scatters abroad the limbs of its children: it leaves no place unsoiled by crime, it has no thoughts of glory, no fears of disgrace, and when once anger has hardened into hatred, no amendment is possible.

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