Diogenes seems to say, "Fortune, mind your own business. You have no power over me anymore. Did my slave run away? No — he left as a free man." A household full of slaves needs food and clothing. You have to feed all those hungry bellies. You have to buy them clothes and watch their thieving hands. You have to use the services of people who hate you and curse you. How much happier is the person who owes nothing to anyone — except for things he can easily give up!
He seems to me to have said, "Fortune, mind your own business: Diogenes has nothing left that belongs to you. Did my slave run away? nay, he went away from me as a free man." A household of slaves requires food and clothing: the bellies of so many hungry creatures have to be filled: we must buy raiment for them, we must watch their most thievish hands, and we must make use of the services of people who weep and execrate us. How far happier is he who is indebted to no man for anything except for what he can deprive himself of with the greatest ease!