Music is part of us, and either ennobles or degrades our behavior.
BOETHIUSA man content to go to heaven alone will never go to heaven.
More Boethius Quotes
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As far as possible, join faith to reason.
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He who has calmly reconciled his life to fate … can look fortune in the face.
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Inconsistency is my very essence; it is the game I never cease to play as I turn my wheel in its ever changing circle, filled with joy as I bring the top to the bottom and the bottom to the top.
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Every man must be content with that glory which he may have at home.
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The now that passes produces time, the now that remains produces eternity.
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Music is so naturally united with us that we cannot be free from it – even if we so desired.
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Love binds people too, in matrimony’s sacred bonds where chaste lovers are met, and friends cement their trust and friendship. How happy is mankind, if the love that orders the stars above rules, too, in your hearts.
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In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most unhappy kind of misfortune.
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In other living creatures the ignorance of themselves is nature, but in men it is a vice.
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In every kind of adversity, the bitterest part of a man’s affliction is to remember that he once was happy.
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Contemplate the extent and stability of the heavens, and then at last cease to admire worthless things.
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Whose happiness is so firmly established that he has no quarrel from any side with his estate of life?
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So nothing is ever good or bad unless you think it so, and vice versa. All luck is good luck to the man who bears it with equanimity.
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The science of numbers ought to be preferred as an acquisition before all others, because of its necessity and because of the great secrets and other mysteries which there are in the properties of numbers. All sciences partake of it, and it has need of none.
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One’s virtue is all that one truly has, because it is not imperiled by the vicissitudes of fortune.
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