Epictetus: The Discourses
Book Four, Chapter 10 What things we ought to despise, and what
things we ought to value
The difficulties of all men are about external things,
their helplessness is about externals. "What shall I do, how will it be, how
will it turn out, will this happen, will that?" All these are the words of those
who are turning themselves to things which are not within the power of the will.
For who says, "How shall I not assent to that which is false? how shall I not
turn away from the truth?" If a man be of such a good disposition as to be
anxious about these things, I will remind him of this: "Why are you anxious? The
thing is in your own power: be assured: do not be precipitate in assenting
before you apply the natural rule." On the other side, if a man is anxious about
desire, lest it fail in its purpose and miss its end, and with respect to the
avoidance of things, lest he should fall into that which he would avoid, I will
first kiss him, because he throws away the things about which others are in a
flutter, and their fears, and employs his thoughts about his own affairs and his
own condition. Then I shall say to him: "If you do not choose to desire that
which you will fall to obtain nor to attempt to avoid that into which you will
fall, desire nothing which belongs to others, nor try to avoid any of the things
which are not in your power. If you do not observe this rule, you must of
necessity fall in your desires and fall into that which you would avoid. What is
the difficulty here? where is there room for the words, 'How will it be?' and
'How will it turn out?' and, 'Will this happen or that?'
Now is not that which will happen independent of the will?
"Yes." And the nature of good and of evil, is it not in the things which are
within the power of the will? "Yes." Is it in your power, then, to treat
according to nature everything which happens? Can any person hinder you? "No
man." No longer then say to me, "How will it be?" For however it may be, you
will dispose of it well, and the result to you will be a fortunate one. What
would Hercules have been if he had said, "How shall a great lion not appear to
me, or a great boar, or savage men?" And what do you care for that? If a great
boar appear, you will fight a greater fight: if bad men appear, you relieve the
earth of the bad. "Suppose, then, that I may lose my life in this way." You will
die a good man, doing a noble act. For since we must certainly die, of necessity
a man must be found doing something, either following the employment of a
husbandman, or digging, or trading, or serving in a consulship or suffering from
indigestion or from diarrhea. What then do you wish to be doing, when you are
found by death? I for my part would wish to be found doing something which
belongs to a man, beneficent, suitable to the general interest, noble. But if I
cannot be found doing things so great, I would be found doing at least that
which I cannot be hindered from doing, that which is permitted me to do,
correcting, myself, cultivating the faculty which makes use of appearances,
labouring at freedom from the affects, rendering to the relations of life their
due; if I succeed so far, also touching on the third topic, safety in the
forming judgements about things. If death surprises me when I am busy about
these things, it is enough for me if I can stretch out my hands to God and say:
"The means which I have received from Thee for seeing Thy
administration and following it, I have not neglected: I have not dishonoured
Thee by my acts: see how I have used my perceptions, see how I have used my
preconceptions: have I ever blamed Thee? have I been discontented with anything
that happens, or wished it to be otherwise? have I wished to transgress the
relations? That Thou hast given me life, I thank Thee for what Thou has given
me: so long as I have used the things which are Thine, I am content; take them
back and place them wherever Thou mayest choose; for Thine were all things, Thou
gavest them to me." Is it not enough to depart in this state of mind, and what
life is better and more becoming than that of a man who is in this state of
mind? and what end is more happy?
But that this may be done, a man must receive no small
things, nor are the things small which he must lose. You cannot both wish to be
a consul and to have these things, and to be eager to have lands and these
things also; and to be solicitous about slaves and about yourself. But if you
wish for anything which belongs to another, that which is your own is lost. This
is the nature of the thing: nothing is given or had for nothing. And where is
the wonder? If you wish to be a consul, you must keep awake, run about, kiss
hands, waste yourself with exhaustion at other men's doors, say and do many
things unworthy of a free man, send gifts to many, daily presents to some. And
what is the thing that is got? Twelve bundles of rods, to sit three or four
times on the tribunal, to exhibit the games in the Circus and to give suppers in
small baskets. Or, if you do not agree about this, let some one show me what
there is besides these things. In order, then, to secure freedom from passions,
tranquillity, to sleep well when you do sleep, to be really awake when you are
awake, to fear nothing, to be anxious about nothing, will you spend nothing and
give no labour? But if anything belonging to you be lost while you are thus
busied, or be wasted badly, or another obtains what you ought to have obtained,
will you immediately be vexed at what has happened? Will you not take into the
account on the other side what you receive and for what, how much for how much?
Do you expect to have for nothing things so great? And how can you? One work has
no community with another. You cannot have both external things after bestowing
care on them and your own ruling faculty: but if you would have those, give up
this. If you do not, you will have neither this nor that, while you are drawn in
different ways to both. The oil will be spilled, the household vessels will
perish: but I shall be free from passions. There will be a fire when I am not
present, and the books will be destroyed: but I shall treat appearances
according to nature. "Well; but I shall have nothing to eat." If I am so
unlucky, death is a harbour; and death is the harbour for all; this is the place
of refuge; and for this reason not one of the things in life is difficult: as
soon as you choose, you are out of the house, and are smoked no more. Why, then,
are you anxious, why do you lose your sleep, why do you not straightway, after
considering wherein your good is and your evil, say, "Both of them are in my
power? Neither can any man deprive me of the good, nor involve me in the bad
against my will. Why do I not throw myself down and snore? for all that I have
is safe. As to the things which belong to others, he will look to them who gets
them, as they may be given by Him who has the power. Who am I who wish to have
them in this way or in that? is a power ofselecting them given to me? has any
person made me the dispenser of them? Those things are enough for me over which
I have power: I ought to manage them as well as I can: and all the rest, as the
Master of them may choose."
When a man has these things before his eyes, does he keep
awake and turn hither and thither? What would he have, or what does he regret,
Patroclus or Antilochus or Menelaus? For when did he suppose that any of his
friends was immortal, and when had he not before his eyes that on the morrow or
the day after he or his friend must die? "Yes," he says, "but I thought that he
would survive me and bring up my son." You were a fool for that reason, and you
were thinking of what was uncertain. Why, then, do you not blame yourself, and
sit crying like girls? "But he used to set my food before me." Because he was
alive, you fool, but now he cannot: but Automedon will set it before you, and if
Automedon also dies, you will find another. But if the pot, in which your meat
was cooked, should be broken, must you die of hunger, because you have not the
pot which you are accustomed to? Do you not send and buy a new pot? He says:
"No greater ill could fall on me."
Why is this your ill? Do you, then, instead of removing it, blame your
mother for not foretelling it to you that you might continue grieving from that
time? What do you think? do you not suppose that Homer wrote this that we may
learn that those of noblest birth, the strongest and the richest, the most
handsome, when they have not the opinions which they ought to have, are not
prevented from being most wretched and unfortunate?
Last reading: Chapter
9: To a person who had been changed to a character of shamelessness Next
reading: Chapter
11: About Purity
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