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Learn to live like the common people. I tell you, you'll get on much
better. Don't hanker after the grand life, just look for peace and quiet
as you grow old. The middle way: be neither too great nor too mean. The
rich and powerful find no content: misfortune just hits them harder when
they are brought low by the anger of the Gods. You can't convince me that the
men of old were wise. They invented songs and music to perform at
banquets and feasts and celebrations, but really songs and music should
be used to sweeten the pains and grief of life. That would be a real benefit,
because sorrow, grief and misery are the things behind disasters and
deaths and the destruction of families. Now, if music could do something
about that, then that would be something. But why sing songs after a
good dinner? What need is there, when everybody is happy and fully fed? If a man has any sense, he will not
teach his children to use their brains. What do you gain by it? You get
a reputation for being idle, and your friends get jealous. Fools won't
believe you when you tell them something they know nothing about and
they will call you ignorant for your pains, and the intelligent will mistrust you in case you prove to
be cleverer than they are. It seems to me that men and women But those who have the sweet presence Then, beyond all the common I tell you frankly: those who are generally considered to be
intelligent, the ones who come up with fine theories -
they are the most useless of all. Because happiness is a thing no man
possesses. Good luck may come now to one man, now to another, but
happiness, never. I
will cover both major and minor communities equally, because most of
those which were important in the past have diminished in significance
by now, and those which were great in my own time were small in times
past. I will mention both equally because I know that human happiness
never remains long in the same place. |