Music is part of us, and either ennobles or degrades our behavior.
BOETHIUSGood 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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He who is virtuous is wise; and he who is wise is good; and he who is good is happy.
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For in all adversity of fortune the worst sort of misery is to have been happy.
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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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And no renown can render you well-known: For if you think that fame can lengthen life By mortal famousness immortalized, The day will come that takes your fame as well, And there a second death for you awaits.
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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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All fortune is good fortune; for it either rewards, disciplines, amends, or punishes, and so is either useful or just.
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Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.
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As far as possible, join faith to reason.
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The good is the end toward which all things tend.
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Whose souls, albeit in a cloudy memory, yet seek back their good, but, like drunk men, know not the road home.
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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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A man content to go to heaven alone will never go to heaven.
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I scarcely know the meaning of your question; much less can I answer it.
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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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One’s virtue is all that one truly has, because it is not imperiled by the vicissitudes of fortune.
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