Neither is transpiration, as in plants, a thing to be valued, nor
respiration, as in domesticated animals and wild beasts, nor the receiving
of impressions by the appearances of things, nor being moved by desires
as puppets by strings, nor assembling in herds, nor being nourished by
food; for this is just like the act of separating and parting with the
useless part of our food. What then is worth being valued? To be received
with clapping of hands? No. Neither must we value the clapping of tongues,
for the praise which comes from the many is a clapping of tongues. Suppose
then that thou hast given up this worthless thing called fame, what remains
that is worth valuing? This in my opinion, to move thyself and to restrain
thyself in conformity to thy proper constitution, to which end both all
employments and arts lead. For every art aims at this, that the thing which
has been made should be adapted to the work for which it has been made;
and both the vine-planter who looks after the vine, and the horse-breaker,
and he who trains the dog, seek this end. But the education and the teaching
of youth aim at something. In this then is the value of the education and
the teaching. And if this is well, thou wilt not seek anything else. Wilt
thou not cease to value many other things too? Then thou wilt be neither
free, nor sufficient for thy own happiness, nor without passion. For of
necessity thou must be envious, jealous, and suspicious of those who can
take away those things, and plot against those who have that which is valued
by thee. Of necessity a man must be altogether in a state of perturbation
who wants any of these things; and besides, he must often find fault with
the gods. But to reverence and honour thy own mind will make thee content
with thyself, and in harmony with society, and in agreement with the gods,
that is, praising all that they give and have ordered.
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