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"His eyes were always / tearful; he wept sweet life away, in longing / to go back home, since she no longer pleased him. / He had no choice. He spent his nights with her / inside her hollow cave, not wanting her / though she still wanted him." Some have sensed a poignant sorrow in these lines. Gregory Hays, in his New York Times review of Wilson’s translation, says that “we feel sadness on both sides” here. But I have difficulty mustering the same sympathy for Calypso as for Odysseus, who must sleep with the goddess without desire and without choice. My students, ready to condemn Odysseus for his faithless philandering, are always caught off guard by this passage. Put simply, Odysseus — like all victims of rape — does not have the power to say no. His daily weeping recalls that of his wife Penelope, who spends tearful days within the women’s quarters of her palace. If gender is defined not as biologically determined but as a culturally constructed phenomenon informed by power, then it is not Calypso but Odysseus who plays the woman’s part in this episode.
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dispactke · 4 months
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Random (mixed-up & garbled) selections of my extractions from Marcus Aurelius, Meditations:
It’s not so much that I believe all or most expressed there within (though much of it is stunningly illuminating), but rather that either way it inspires reflection, a questioning of spiritual perception. (Of even Emperor Aurelius himself with blindness to his own imperialism). In the end he’s a tad fatigued, bitter. But shards of illumination lie here...
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius 
(Gregory Hays, University of Virginia, translation, Modern Library):
* To the world: Your harmony is mine. Whatever time you choose is the right time. Not late, not early. To nature: What the turn of your seasons brings me falls like ripe fruit. All things are born from you, exist in you, return to you.
* Whatever this is that I am, it is flesh and a little spirit and an intelligence. Throw away your books; stop letting yourself be distracted. That is not allowed. Instead, as if you were dying right now, despise your flesh. A mess of blood, pieces of bone, a woven tangle of nerves, veins, arteries. Consider what the spirit is: air, and never the same air, but vomited out and gulped in again every instant. Finally, the intelligence. Think of it this way: You are an old man. Stop allowing your mind to be a slave, to be jerked about by selfish impulses, to kick against fate and the present, and to mistrust the future.
* To pass through this brief life as nature demands. To give it up without complaint. Like an olive that ripens and falls. Praising its mother, thanking the tree it grew on.
* When you wake up in the morning, tell yourself: The people I deal with today will be meddling, ungrateful, arrogant, dishonest, jealous, and surly. They are like this because they can’t tell good from evil. But I have seen the beauty of good, and the ugliness of evil, and have recognized that the wrongdoer has a nature related to my own―not of the same blood or birth, but the same mind, and possessing a share of the divine. And so none of them can hurt me. No one can implicate me in ugliness. Nor can I feel angry at my relative, or hate him. We were born to work together like feet, hands, and eyes, like the two rows of teeth, upper and lower. To obstruct each other is unnatural. To feel anger at someone, to turn your back on him: these are obstructions.
* A straightforward, honest person should be like someone who stinks: when you’re in the same room with him, you know it. But false straightforwardness is like a knife in the back. False friendship is the worst. Avoid it at all costs. If you’re honest and straightforward and mean well, it should show in your eyes. It should be unmistakable.
* You don’t have to turn this into something. It doesn’t have to upset you. Things can’t shape our decisions by themselves.
* What injures the hive injures the bee.
* Soon you’ll be ashes, or bones. A mere name, at most―and even that is just a sound, an echo. The things we want in life are empty, stale, and trivial. Dogs snarling at each other. Quarreling children―laughing and then bursting into tears a moment later. Trust, shame, justice, truth―“gone from the earth and only found in heaven.”
* If you want to talk about people, you need to look down on the earth from above. Herds, armies, farms; weddings, divorces, births, deaths; noisy courtrooms, desert places; all the foreign peoples; holidays, days of mourning, market days...all mixed together, a harmony of opposites.
* The world is maintained by change―in the elements and in the things they compose.
* Before long, nature, which controls it all, will alter everything you see and use it as material for something else―over and over again. So that the world is continually renewed.
* Wash yourself clean. With simplicity, with humility, with indifference to everything but right and wrong. Care for other human beings. Follow God.
* Love the discipline you know, and let it support you. Entrust everything willingly to the gods, and then make your way through life―no one’s master and no one’s slave.
* But death and life, success and failure, pain and pleasure, wealth and poverty, all these happen to good and bad alike, and they are neither noble nor shameful―and hence neither good nor bad.
* The speed with which all of them vanish―the objects in the world, and the memory of them in time. And the real nature of the things our senses experience, especially those that entice us with pleasure or frighten us with pain, or are loudly trumpeted by pride. To understand those things―how stupid, contemptible, grimy, decaying, and dead they are―that’s what our intellectual powers are for. And to understand what those people really amount to, whose opinions and voices constitute fame. And what dying is―and that if you look at it in the abstract and break down your imaginary ideas of it by logical analysis, you realize that it’s nothing but a process of nature, which only children can be afraid of. (And not only a process of nature but a necessary one.) And how man grasps God, with what part of himself he does so, and how that part is conditioned when he does.
* And above all, that it accepts death in a cheerful spirit, as nothing but the dissolution of the elements from which each living thing is composed. If it doesn’t hurt the individual elements to change continually into one another, why are people afraid of all of them changing and separating? It’s a natural thing.
* Keep your philosophy ready too―ready to understand heaven and earth. In everything you do, even the smallest thing, remember the chain that links them. Nothing earthly succeeds by ignoring heaven, nothing heavenly by ignoring the earth.
* Neither servility nor arrogance. Neither cringing nor disdain. Neither excuses nor evasions. 
* Why are you still here? Sensory objects are shifting and unstable; our senses dim and easily deceived; the soul itself a decoction of the blood; fame in a world like this is worthless. And so? Wait for it patiently―annihilation or metamorphosis.
* Death: something like birth, a natural mystery, elements that split and recombine. Not an embarrassing thing. Not an offense to reason, or our nature.
* Alexander the Great and his mule driver both died and the same thing happened to both. They were absorbed alike into the life force of the world, or dissolved alike into atoms.
* Something happens to you. Good. It was meant for you by nature, woven into the pattern from the beginning. Life is short. That’s all there is to say. Get what you can from the present―thoughtfully, justly. Unrestrained moderation.
* Don’t look down on death, but welcome it. It too is one of the things required by nature. Like youth and old age. Like growth and maturity. Like a new set of teeth, a beard, the first gray hair. Like sex and pregnancy and childbirth. Like all the other physical changes at each stage of life, our dissolution is no different.
* Character: dark, womanish, obstinate. Wolf, sheep, child, fool, cheat, buffoon, salesman, tyrant.
Alien: (n.) one who doesn’t know what the world contains. Or how it operates.
Fugitive: (n.) one who evades his obligations to others.
Blind: (adj.) one who keeps the eyes of his mind shut tight.
Poor: (adj.) requiring others; not having the necessities of life in one’s own possession.
Rebel: (n.) one who is rebellious, one who withdraws from the logos of Nature because he resents its workings. (It produced you; now it produces this.)
Schismatic: (n.) one who separates his own soul from others with the logos. They should be one.
* To watch the courses of the stars as if you revolved with them. To keep constantly in mind how the elements alter into one another. Thoughts like this wash off the mud of life below.
* Injustice is a kind of blasphemy. Nature designed rational beings for each other’s sake: to help―not harm―one another, as they deserve. To transgress its will, then, is to blaspheme against the oldest of the gods. And to lie is to blaspheme against it too. Because “nature” means the nature of that which is. And that which is and that which is the case are closely linked, so that nature is synonymous with Truth―the source of all true things.
* No matter what anyone says or does, my task is to be good. Like gold or emerald or purple repeating to itself, “No matter what anyone says or does, my task is to be emerald, my color undiminished.”
* To see the nature of a sunbeam, look at light as it falls through a narrow opening into a dark room. It extends in a straight line, striking any solid object that stands in its way and blocks the space beyond it. There it remains―not vanishing, or falling away. That’s what the outpouring―the diffusion―of thought should be like: not emptied out, but extended. And not striking at obstacles with fury and violence, or falling away before them, but holding its ground and illuminating what receives it. What doesn’t transmit light creates its own darkness.
* Then what should we work for? Only this: proper understanding; unselfish action; truthful speech. A resolve to accept whatever happens as necessary and familiar, flowing like water from that same source and spring.
* The world as a living being―one nature, one soul. Keep that in mind. And how everything feeds into that single experience, moves with a single motion. And how everything helps produce everything else. Spun and woven together.
* What am I doing with my soul? Interrogate yourself, to find out what inhabits your so-called mind and what kind of soul you have now. A child’s soul, an adolescent’s, a woman’s? A tyrant’s soul? The soul of a predator―or its prey?
* Remember: Matter. How tiny your share of it. Time. How brief and fleeting your allotment of it. Fate. How small a role you play in it.
* Honor and revere the gods, treat human beings as they deserve, be tolerant with others and strict with yourself. Remember, nothing belongs to you but your flesh and blood―and nothing else is under your control.
* Everything is brought about by nature, not by anything beyond it, or within it, or apart from it.
* All underground for a long time now. And what harm does it do them? Or the others either―the ones whose names we don’t even know? The only thing that isn't worthless: to live this life out truthfully and rightly. And be patient with those who don’t.
* Evil: the same old thing. No matter what happens, keep this in mind: It’s the same old thing, from one end of the world to the other. It fills the history books, ancient and modern, and the cities, and the houses too. Nothing new at all. Familiar, transient.
* Forget the future. When and if it comes, you’ll have the same resources to draw on―the same logos.
* Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now take what’s left and live it properly.
* So you know how things stand. Now forget what they think of you. Be satisfied if you can live the rest of your life, however short, as your nature demands. Focus on that, and don’t let anything distract you. You’ve wandered all over and finally realized that you never found what you were after: how to live. Not in syllogisms, not in money, or fame, or self-indulgence. Nowhere. Then where is it to be found? In doing what human nature requires. How? Through first principles. Which should govern your intentions and your actions. What principles? Those to do with good and evil. That nothing is good except what leads to fairness, and self-control, and courage, and free will. And nothing bad except what does the opposite.
* Three relationships:
i. with the body you inhabit;
ii. with the divine, the cause of everything in all things;
iii. with the people around you.
* It’s quite possible to be a good man without anyone realizing it. Remember that. And this too: you don’t need much to live happily. And just because you’ve abandoned your hopes of becoming a great thinker or scientist, don’t give up on attaining freedom, achieving humility, serving others, obeying God.
* Fear of death is fear of what we may experience. Nothing at all, or something quite new. But if we experience nothing, we can experience nothing bad. And if our experience changes, then our existence will change with it―change, but not cease.
* It’s silly to try to escape other people’s faults. They are inescapable. Just try to escape your own.
* A given action that stops when it’s supposed to is none the worse for stopping. Nor the person engaged in it either. So too with the succession of actions we call “life.” If it ends when it’s supposed to, it’s none the worse for that. And the person who comes to the end of the line has no cause for complaint. The time and stopping point are set by nature—our own nature, in some cases (death from old age); or nature as a whole, whose parts, shifting and changing, constantly renew the world, and keep it on schedule.
* And further... That whatever happens has always happened, and always will, and is happening at this very moment, everywhere. Just like this. What links one human being to all humans: not blood, or birth, but mind.
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Also for the fandom ask: something very nerdy and obscure relating to your field of study (if you want!). Like, 12th Century Despots or Most Annoying Middle Age Saints. IDK EXACTLY but I think it would be cool to know some History Facts
Oh this makes me so happy thank you!
Favorite Male Character: King Leovigild, of Visigothic Iberia c. 568-586CE. Most of what we know about him comes from a seventh-century work of Visigothic hagiography, vitas patrum emeretensium aka The Lives of the Fathers of Merida. He gets a bad rep from certain sections of it, and a lot of hagiographical tropes apply, but by doing a careful reading and cross referencing with some chronicles and law codes (primary sources on Visigothic Iberia are scarce!) it's possible to get a much more nuanced picture of him. Anyway I'm weirdly defensive of this random Visigothic king fghjk. Okay other favorite male character, so to speak, is Saint Francis. I love him, I almost wrote a thesis on him, he's my fave. ALSO Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius, who wrote "The Meditations" which were his personal musings and notes to self never intended for publication. I would highly suggest the Gregory Hays translation, as it's really easy to connect to. My students loved reading bits of it and really connected with the text, which was a real breakthrough. If I talk about Marcus Aurelius too much I start tearing up fghjghjk
Favorite Female Character: Queen Radegund of Poitier. She's so fascinating! She's a great case study in the avenues of power and autonomy open to sixth-century noblewomen, and there's so much to glean from the various accounts about her. She escaped her husband and became an abbess, and her story is worth a read! I also love Saint Christina the Astonishing who is just...wild. I highly suggest googling her if you don't know her already
Least Favorite Character: Tik tok 'historians' dfghjk
Favorite Ship: Gonna pass on this one although one time I made a joke about writing a slash fic of Leovigild and Masona, the bishop he was fighting with. A JOKE
Favorite Friendship: I find the friendship between Queen Radegund and the poet Venantius Fortunatus really interesting. He wrote about her!
Favorite Quote: Anything from my seminar paper eyyyyyyy. Also a whole bunch of excerpts from "The Meditations" because there's so much to connect to in them. It's like reaching back through the ages and touching the mind of this man who is so utterly different than me in every way, but I still understand things he expresses and feel this deep sense of connection even as I know that we're so profoundly different. It's such a personal work because it was never meant to be published! It would be like if someone published my notesapp stuff sdfghj. Also he addresses himself as 'you' in his notes to himself which I also do, and I love that. Anyway there are so many great moments in that text. At one point he talks about not wanting to get out of bed in the morning. Mood. There are also so many beautiful parts that I connect to on a more painful level. I find many sections of the work to be legit helpful and inspiring to me in my daily life, and it's gotten me through some hard times, so it's a very special text to me. And I get a little teary thinking about how this long dead man's words can resonate today. It's like he's talking to us. Me and my parasocial relationship with roman emperor Marcus Aurelius. But anyway my very favorite quote from the entire work is one that ends in "While you're alive and able--be good." There's something that really hits me about that, not least of which is because when I was a teenager I wrote almost exactly the same sentiment on my bunkbed, as a note to self. I hadn't read The Meditations yet back then, I was just expressing this sentiment as a reminder or a call to action or some such thing, and then years later I read the words of a random Roman emperor from the second century CE that were an exact echo of my own words (or my words were an echo of his?) And idk, that struck me. That a teen girl in the 2010s and a roman emperor in the second century could write down the same little note to self.
Worst Character Death: uhhh...Jesus. That one caused some long-term issues (this is a joke I do not have a least favorite death from my areas of study dfghj)
This made me so happy you have no idea Moment: I just love everything about the periods and people I study, I love history, I love the fact that people are people are people, I love engaging with the parts of the past that I study on their own terms, but also feeling this connection and seeing these shared threads of humanity. That's what it's all about to me, you know?
Saddest Moment: When I have to actually put my ideas into essay form. Or I mean, at least the initial bit of that process is hard
Favorite Location: Visigothic Mérida, let's say
Anyway thank you for asking me this made me wildly happy!
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9,35, and 48 for the book ask game?
Thank you for asking! These were really hard to answer
9) do you have a favorite author? Oh this is hard. This is really hard. There are so many to chose from! I'm just gonna mention a couple (in no particular order!) Orson Scott Card - I know you haven't particulary enjoyed ender's game, but I really liked it. Way better however was the spinoff series ender's shadow which I absolutely devoured. I love it! (that being said if you didn't like enders game chances are you also wouldn't like ender's shadow) Hemmingway - His short stories are just so so great. Serious recommendation to just get a short story collection from him and read through it. George R.R. Martin - but not for the reason you might think! I refuse to read asoiaf until it is finished (so I can be sure that it will be finished), but I absolutely loved his early sci-fi short stories! Huge recommendation to Dreamsongs (particulary volume I), which is a great collection of his early work, in publication order, with bits of autobiography thrown in in between. John McCrae - Now admittetly I've only read one work of him (Worm), so it might be a bit weird to put him into "favourite author" category, but that work was 1,680,000(!) words long, and being able to contiously hold the tension in a novel for that long is just an enourmous feat. So, also huge rec for Worm (though be aware that it is also probably the most gruesome novel I've read so far, so if you cannot stomach that, are on the lookout for pretty much any trigger-warnings, or just plain don't like too much violence in your novels, you might want to stay away)
35) what’s a book you read over and over? I… don't think I have any fiction books that I've read multiple times. For non-fiction, books that I've read 5+ times would be The Willpower Instinct by Kelly McGonigal (classic self-help, but helped me tremendously when I was about sixteen), and, as much of a cliché as it is, the Meditations by Marcus Aurelius (Gregory Hays translation)
48) what book would you give someone if they wanted a glimpse into your psyche? Oh God. I don't know. <- 15 min. have passed since I wrote this sentence and I still don't know, this one is the hardest question for sure. I definetly identified a lot with shevek from Le Guin's The Dispossessed, though I don't know if I would call that a "glimpse into my psyche".
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Disclaimers:
I am not claiming to be like Marcus Aurelius or any one else.
If anything, I’m just someone trying to do better & this helps sometimes.
These are not new translations, just my own interpretations drawn from 3 translations (I don’t make money from these links) -
Gregory Hays:
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Black Sails - update on Captain Flint’s reading list - quick thoughts
I’ve been working my way through what I’m calling Captain Flint’s reading list - or the key books he either owned or were key to the plot of the show.  To keep things fresh I have been reading more than one book at a time.
A few books were hard to find as e-books or based on the original formatting that has been maintained for the copies, I chose to purchase the hard copy.
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After getting my Covid booster shot, I popped into a bookstore and got a hard copy of Meditations.  I’d been getting tired of the free ebook with rather over the top language.  This copy is hailed as the first translation in a generation from 2003 by Gregory Hays.  I’ve been taking my time with it and find this translation to be more direct in its intentions.  It still keeps the true feelings of the text, but it does shy away from the more dramatic:
- You should be like a rocky promontory, against which the restless surf continuously pounds.  It stands fast while the churning sea is lulled to sleep at its feet.
which is what Miranda reads to Richard Guthrie as her favorite selection.
The Hays translation instead goes with:
- To be like the rock that the waves keep crashing over.  It stands unmoved and the raging of the sea falls still around it.
The ebook version has this variation from a translation by Casaubon, which is edited by someone who isn’t credited in the document.  It is clear though that Casaubon took liberties with the translation - including paraphrasing things for the current reader of 1634 or 1635:
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I have a feeling that some of these 17th and 18th century translations seem to have taken a rather loose interpretation of the text for their contemporary readers.  I’m now personally curious to go digging around for the original Latin text and see if I can clear out the cobwebs of my own Latin skills which have gone unused for over twenty years.   All in all, I’m starting to favor Hays’ translation which has that more exact vibe I recall from translating prose myself many moons ago.  Latin is always so clear what is going on with its over the top number of verb tenses and noun declensions, but damn, they do tell you exactly what it going on.
Leviathan - by Hobbes.  This is one that I’m still reading the ebook version since it would be pretty thick. Honestly, this was likely not the best -or- maybe the best choice to read around Midterm elections.  I could just absorb the Hobbes-ness of it and feel smug as the political theatre was turned up to 11.
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I love the transcriber’s notes on the text in the second paragraph - ‘and sometimes, it seems, just because.’  I can wholeheartedly agree with that statement. 
My favorite parts so far are the oft quoted ‘of accidents of bread and cheese’ and his refusal to use consistent spelling of ‘we’ or ‘wee’ for ‘we’; sometimes using both spellings in the same paragraph!  Lastly, his spelling of corn as ‘corne’.
Joking aside, it is a very interesting read.  The first part goes about defining what is man, common sense, human nature, fighting against that human nature which would be a state of war and general crappiness.  The idea that people suck and will sink to their lowest level = conflict/war is pretty obvious.  It ties on the idea that uncivilized places would be in this state of war while a civilized commonwealth would not.  But anyone watching Black Sails knows that the longer the series goes on the more and more you wonder what is a civilization? What makes a civil society?  When is it justified to fight for your rights and wage war against an oppressive force?  The pirates of Nassau both wage war upon merchants (and each other) yet have democratic crews voting on leaders and choices and giving leadership to someone with their consent which is a great transition into part two.
The commonwealth where people put aside those natural instincts and surrender their rights to the commonwealth to maintain order and stability.  This commonwealth is led/cemented by the sovereign, who can drive all policies even if the people feel they are incorrect or flawed.  What reading the text really highlighted for me how loosely the concept of the social contract and the role of the sovereign are communicated in passing.  Multiple times Hobbes is quite clear that the ‘sovereign’ can be a single individual or can be an elected government of a collection of individuals.  Furthermore, if it is a single individual, he’s staunchly opposed to the idea of that power being hereditary since it would just make him a king.
Are we as viewers to see the juxtaposition between England being civilization where the people of the commonwealth put up with the government to manage them while the pirates exist in a more primitive state of nature?  Or is it through the process of removing oneself from the colonial naval complex where one is ruled by fear and punishment (that state of war/conflict) and by breaking free of this and forms a commonwealth where a crew democratically elects a captain and quartermaster, thus creating a social contract in a state of ‘lawlessness’?
Does Flint’s knowledge of Leviathan both feed into his belief that most men are dumb and would revert to that state of nature? E.g. Flint to Silver - “If left up to their own devices they’d eat it raw.” However, is it by joining his crew and his commonwealth, they escape that state of nature by forming a social contract with him?
I’m currently stuck in part three where he discusses the Christian commonwealth b/c well, he sort of has to address the geopolitical elements of the time and the power of the Church and the Church of England.  It is a rather dry part of the text but there is no way it would have been published without the religious element.  I’m not as excited by a man using Biblical text to back up his thesis that a commonwealth lead by a sovereign is key to advancing society and government. La Galatea - by Cervantes (Gyll translation).  I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed this book.  It is stated to be a pastoral romance - an excuse to have lots of poems in homage to the man who really solidified the genre - Virgil.  The idea that it is a single romance is misleading - it is all sorts of romances between shepherds and shepherdesses as well as a few cavilers and more noble ladies.  The book introduces the famed Galatea, a beautiful shepherdess who has two men very much into her, Elicio and Erasto who happen to be best friends.  I found some of the more exciting stories of Timbrio and his horrible luck in all of his travels. 
The worst part is that the book ends with Elicio going forth to try to “rescue” Galatea from an arranged marriage by her father.  And then Cervantes ends it with a statement that if the book is received well and his patrons give him some money, he’ll write book two.  However, there is no book two!  We’ll never know what happens.
For Black Sails, this means that James gave Miranda a book where the two boys never get the one girl!  The prose is interesting and the poems are pretty much entirely about all sorts of romances/love/rejection/lust but there is no way to know how this ends.  I have to admit, I wanted to know what happened! However, if Flint read the beginning where it describes Elicio as the more sophisticated shepherd and Erastro as the overly educated and eloquent but of the proletariat with a lovely lady who has their attention. . . . Well, he likely saw it as representing Thomas and himself.  Two very different men (strange pairs in Thomas’s words) with a single woman between them, Miranda.  Or are we to feel terrible that Miranda was given a book which didn’t reveal what happened thus her stuck with her ultimate fate while James and Thomas remain?
After talking with a friend, I was told to give Don Quixote another try.  She’d also complained she struggled with it previously, and that I should seek out the Edith Grossman translation.  I’ll see if I go down that path in the near future. Lastly, I’ve started Hugo Grotius’ De Jure Belli ac Pacis - with a harder to find edition of the second English translation by William Evats.  I’d originally gotten a version from a right wing publisher in Indiana which annoyingly split each book up into an individual version as a part of their ‘Natural Law and Enlightenment Classics’ and references a 1738 version of the translation after the end of the series.  I found the Evats’ translation from a law book publisher which dates back to 1682 and completely replicates the original text, odd printing format and all.  Plus, it includes all three books in one volume.  The language is quite similar to reading Hobbes with the need to define what is right, war, nature etc.  But that makes sense since it was published in 1625 and Leviathan in 1651.
This will likely become more interesting as I get further into the book as it defines when war is justified, if the law applies in war and all sorts of other issues that are always swirling around in the series.  The index references piracy several times where it concludes that robbers and pyrates do not = a civil society despite their equity among themselves.  I was a little eager to see what Mr. Grotius had to say on the issue and I’ll see how it fits into the context of the greater work soon-ish, when I get to book III.
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Meditations, by Marcus Aurelius; translated by Gregory Hays / The Green Knight; directed by David Lowery
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There is no virtue in my anger.
There is no courage on my anger.
There is no wisdom in my anger.
There is no justice in my anger.
There is no temperance in my anger.
There is no virtue in my anger.
There is no courage in my anger.
There is no wisdom in my anger.
There is no justice in my anger.
There is no temperance in my anger.
“How much more damage anger & grief do than the things that cause them.”
Marcus Aurelius; Meditations, 11.8.vii (Gregory Hays translation)
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Before we get into this weekend’s Stoic Review—in case you missed it, last week, we announced a premium leather-bound edition of ​Meditations.** Because our paperback copies were starting to get a little worse for wear, we went out and created an edition with a level of quality not possible with mass produced books. First, we reached out to Gregory Hays, the translator of the Modern Library…
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“Don’t waste the rest of your time here worrying about other people—unless it affects the common good. It will keep you from doing anything useful. You’ll be too preoccupied with what so-and-so is doing, and why, and what they’re saying, and what they’re thinking, and what they’re up to, and all the other things that throw you off and keep you from focusing on your own mind.”
by Marcus Aurelius, from Meditations, Book III, chapter 4 (translated by Gregory Hays)
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dispactke · 6 months
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Random Meditations: Marcus Aurelius (Gregory Hays translation, Modern Library).
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a-ramblinrose · 6 years
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—It’s unfortunate that this has happened. No. It’s fortunate that this has happened and I’ve remained unharmed by it—not shattered by the present or frightened of the future. It could have happened to anyone. But not everyone could have remained unharmed by it. Why treat the one as a misfortune rather than the other as fortunate? Can you really call something a misfortune that doesn’t violate human nature? Or do you think something that’s not against nature’s will can violate it? But you know what its will is. Does what’s happened keep you from acting with justice, generosity, self-control, sanity, prudence, honesty, humility, straightforwardness, and all the other qualities that allow a person’s nature to fulfill itself? So remember this principle when something threatens to cause you pain: the thing itself was no misfortune at all; to endure it and prevail is great good fortune.
Marcus Aurelius, Meditations trans. Gregory Hays
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