“But the chief cause of both of these ills is that we do not adapt ourselves to the present. but send our thoughts a long way ahead. And so foresight, the noblest blessing of the human race, becomes perverted. Beasts avoid the dangers which they see, and when they have escaped them are free from care; but we men torment ourselves over that which is to come as well as over that which is past. Many of our blessings bring bane to us; for memory recalls the tortures of fear, while foresight anticipates them. The present alone can make no man wretched.” MemoriesMiseryNostalgiaLiving In The PresentAnxietiesHolding To The Pains Of The Past Book:Letters From A Stoic | Moral Letters To Lucilius Source: Letters From A Stoic | Moral Letters To Lucilius