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Give me Thy light, and fix my eyes on Thee!

Boethius

Contemplate the extent and stability of the heavens, and then at last cease to admire worthless things.
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Gratitude Heaven Stability Worth
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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Fortune Happiness Oneself
In other living creatures the ignorance of themselves is nature, but in men it is a vice.
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Confidence Ignorance Men Nature Vice
Man is so constituted that he then only excels other things when he knows himself.
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Excellence Himself Men
As far as possible, join faith to reason.
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Faith Possible Reason
Love has three kinds of origin, namely: suffering, friendship and love. A human love has a corporal and intellectual origin.
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Beginning Born Friendship Human Intellectual Kind Love Suffering
I scarcely know the meaning of your question; much less can I answer it.
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Knowledge Wisdom Yourself
Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.
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Deep Law Love Wisdom
All fortune is good fortune; for it either rewards, disciplines, amends, or punishes, and so is either useful or just.
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Discipline Fortune Goodness Punishment Reward
He who has calmly reconciled his life to fate … can look fortune in the face.
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Acceptance Face Fate Fortune Himself Life
The good is the end toward which all things tend.
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End Goodness Philosophy
No man can ever be secure until he has been forsaken by Fortune.
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Fortune Men Security
Whose happiness is so firmly established that he has no quarrel from any side with his estate of life?
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Establishment Happiness Life
Nothing is miserable but what is thought so, and contrariwise, every estate is happy if he that bears it be content.
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Happiness Himself Misery Place Satisfaction
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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Bad Death Destiny Fate Goodness Life Proud
For in all adversity of fortune the worst sort of misery is to have been happy.
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Adversity Depression Happiness Misery

Give me Thy light, and fix my eyes on Thee!

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