Drop the chains of desire. Seneca, Epistles 2.19.5-7
Seneca
urges Lucilius to let go of his desires. Release what you cannot
hold, the desires that bind you fast to expectations and liability
you cannot bear. Do it now rather than wait for the right moment,
which never appears when we hunt for it.
Utinam quidem
tibi senescere contigisset intra natalium tuorum modum, nec te in
altum fortuna misisset! Tulit te longe a conspectu vitae salubris
rapida felicitas, provincia et procuratio et quidquid ab istis
promittitur; maiora deinde officia te excipient et ex aliis alia:
quis exitus erit? quid exspectas donec desinas habere quod cupias?
numquam erit tempus. Qualem dicimus seriem esse causarum ex quibus
nectitur fatum, talem esse cupiditatum: altera ex fine alterius
nascitur. In eam demissus es vitam quae numquam tibi terminum
miseriarum ac servitutis ipsa factura sit: subduc cervicem iugo
tritam; semel illam incidi quam semper premi satius est.
Si
te ad privata rettuleris, minora erunt omnia, sed affatim implebunt:
at nunc plurima et undique ingesta non satiant. Utrum autem mavis ex
inopia saturitatem an in copia famem? Et avida felicitas est et
alienae aviditati exposita; quamdiu tibi satis nihil fuerit, ipse
aliis non eris.
If
only it had been your fate to grow old within the narrow anonymity
that was your original birthright! If only fortune had not cast you
forth into the deep! But the high tide of happiness has already
carried you far off, taking you swiftly beyond any sight of a healthy
life, as you confront a province where you must carry the burden and
benefits of administration. If you would avoid some of your duties as
too onerous, then others even greater shall purchase your release.
What escape do you have? What are you waiting for? When will you
cease clutching empty desires? The right time to release them will
never appear in the future. Chains of desire hold us as firmly as the
series of causes whose woven threads make our fate, or so I deem.
Each desire gives birth to another as it dies. You are now sunk in
the depths of a life that will provide no end to your misery and
bondage. Bend your chapped neck to the yoke: better to be broken in
once than beat down every day.
If
you retreat into your personal life, everything becomes smaller, and
yet your affairs will still expand to fill all the room you allow. At
the moment they have utterly overwhelmed you, so that nothing you
take into their growing multitude is ever sufficient. Would you like
to be stuffed full with poverty, or to starve in the midst of
abundance? Greedy good fortune is always vulnerable to others' greed.
As long as nothing is enough for you, you will never be enough for
others.