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Seneca — The Senator

I'll tell you what happens to me. You can figure out what to call this condition. I have to admit I love being frugal. I don't want a bed with fancy decorations or clothes that come from expensive chests — clothes that have been pressed and polished until they shine. I want simple, cheap things that don't need special care to store or wear. For food, I don't want meals that need armies of servants to prepare and present, or dishes that must be ordered days ahead and served by many hands. I want something simple and easy to get. Nothing exotic or expensive. Something you can find anywhere in the world. Food that won't burden your wallet or your body — and won't make you sick coming back up the way it went down.

On Peace of Mind, Section 1 3 of 100
What Matters Most Knowing Yourself
Seneca — The Senator Original

I will tell you what befalls me, you must find out the name of the disease. I have to confess the greatest possible love of thrift: I do not care for a bed with gorgeous hangings, nor for clothes brought out of a chest, or pressed under weights and made glossy by frequent manglings, but for common and cheap ones, that require no care either to keep them or to put them on. For food I do not want what needs whole troops of servants to prepare it and admire it, nor what is ordered many days before and served up by many hands, but something handy and easily come at, with nothing far-fetched or costly about it, to be had in every part of the world, burdensome neither to one's fortune nor one's body, not likely to go out of the body by the same path by which it came in.

On Peace of Mind, Section 1 3 of 100
Seneca — The Senator

Don't tell me that all virtues start weak and grow stronger with time. I already know that. Even shallow things like appearing impressive, having a reputation for speaking well, and other qualities that just impress people — these too get stronger over time. Both the virtues that actually make us strong and the ones that just make us look good need years to become part of who we are. But I'm afraid that habit, which makes most things stick, is making this weakness of mine worse and worse. When you know both good and bad people for a long time, you start to think they're all the same. I can't explain this condition all at once — this weakness where my mind bounces between two choices without leaning strongly toward good or evil. I'll have to show you piece by piece what it's really like.

On Peace of Mind, Section 1 2 of 100
Knowing Yourself Doing The Right Thing
Seneca — The Senator Original

It is of no use for you to tell me that all virtues are weakly at the outset, and that they acquire strength and solidity by time, for I am well aware that even those which do but help our outward show, such as grandeur, a reputation for eloquence, and everything that appeals to others, gain power by time. Both those which afford us real strength and those which do but trick us out in a more attractive form, require long years before they gradually are adapted to us by time. But I fear that custom, which confirms most things, implants this vice more and more deeply in me. Long acquaintance with both good and bad people leads one to esteem them all alike. What this state of weakness really is, when the mind halts between two opinions without any strong inclination towards either good or evil, I shall be better able to show you piecemeal than all at once.

On Peace of Mind, Section 1 2 of 100
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