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“So dry your tears. Fortune has not yet turned her hatred against all your blessings. The storm has not yet broken upon you with too much violence. Your anchors are holding firm and they permit you both comfort in the present, and hope in the future.”

Quote by Boethius

Work

The Consolation of Philosophy

Written in the second century AD, this work is a series of letters between Marcus Aurelius and his idealized mentor, the ancient Greek philosopher Plato. It delves into the nature of virtue, the purpose of life, and the role of reason in the face of adversity, reflecting the Stoic philosophy that Marcus Aurelius practiced as a Roman Emperor. more

Author

Boethius
Boethius

Boethius, born in 480 AD and died in 524 AD, was a prominent philosopher, logician, mathematician, and rhetorician of the Byzantine Empire. His work, 'The Consolation of Philosophy,' had a profound impact on later generations, particularly during the Middle Ages. more

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