Dying Every Day

Dying Every Day

Seneca on the fear of death

Sundays with Seneca

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Sundays with Seneca is a weekly series exploring Lucius Annaeus Seneca's writings and Stoic philosophy. Each meditation includes selected passages from one of Seneca's letters, searching for ancient lessons on the art of living.



Seneca on the fear of death

In this week’s Sundays with Seneca series, we’re exploring selected passages from a letter known today as On the Terrors of Death.

Keep on as you have begun, and make all possible haste so that you may enjoy an improved mind that is at peace with itself. Doubtless, you will derive enjoyment during the time when you are improving your mind and setting it at peace with itself, but quite different is the pleasure that comes from contemplation when one’s mind is so cleansed from every stain that it shines.

You remember, of course, what joy you felt when you laid aside the garments of boyhood and donned the man’s toga and were escorted to the forum; nevertheless, you may look for a still greater joy when you have laid aside the mind of boyhood and when wisdom has enrolled you among men. For it is not boyhood that still stays with us, but something worse—boyishness. And this condition is all the more severe because we possess the authority of old age, together with the follies of boyhood, yea, even the follies of infancy. Boys fear trifles, children fear shadows, we fear both.

All you need to do is to advance; you will thus understand that some things are less to be dreaded precisely because they inspire us with great fear. No evil is great, which is the last evil of all. Death arrives; it would be a thing to dread if it could remain with you. But death must either not come at all or else must come and pass away. …

“No man who thinks too much about lengthening it can have a peaceful life or believes that living through many consulships is a great blessing.

Rehearse this thought every day, that you may be able to depart from life contentedly, for many men clutch and cling to life, even as those who are carried down a rushing stream clutch and cling to briars and sharp rocks.”

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