I scarcely know the meaning of your question; much less can I answer it.
BOETHIUSLove 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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For in all adversity of fortune the worst sort of misery is to have been happy.
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Good men seek it by the natural means of the virtues; evil men, however, try to achieve the same goal by a variety of concupiscences, and that is surely an unnatural way of seeking the good. Don’t you agree?
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The now that passes produces time, the now that remains produces eternity.
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For in every ill-turn of fortune the most unhappy sort of unfortunate man is the one who has been happy
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A person is an individual substance of a rational nature.
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Man is so constituted that he then only excels other things when he knows himself.
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The good is the end toward which all things tend.
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He who has calmly reconciled his life to fate, and set proud death beneath his feet, can look fortune in the face, unbending both to good and bad; his countenance unconquered.
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If there is anything good about nobility it is that it enforces the necessity of avoiding degeneracy.
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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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One’s virtue is all that one truly has, because it is not imperiled by the vicissitudes of fortune.
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The completely simultaneous and perfect possession of unlimited life at a single moment.
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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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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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In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most unhappy kind of misfortune.
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