WHEN I hear anyone congratulated on the favour of Caesar, I say, What hath he got? "A province." — Hath he, then, got such principles,
too, as he ought to have? — "A public charge." — Hath he, then, got with it the knowledge how to
use it too? If not, why should I be thrust about
any longer to get in? Someone scatters nuts and
figs. Children scramble and quarrel for them, but
not men, for they think them trifles. — Provinces
are distributing. Let children look to it. — Money.
Let children look to it. Military command, a
consulship. Let children scramble for them.
Let these be shut out, be beat, kiss the hands
of the giver, of his slaves. But to me they are
but mere figs and nuts. — "What, then, is to be
done?"
If you miss them, while he is throwing
them, do not trouble yourself about it; but if a
fig should fall into your lap, take it and eat it, for
one may pay so much regard even to a fig. But
if I am to stoop and throw down one, or be thrown
down by another, and flatter those who are got in,
a fig is not worth this, nor any other of the things
which are not really good, and which the philosophers
have persuaded me not to esteem as good.
EPICTETUS. DISCOURSES. Book iv. §7. ¶4.
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