Anger, if not restrained, is frequently more hurtful to us than the injury that provokes it.
Seneca The YoungerRead
Hold fast then to this sound and wholesome rule of life; indulge the body only as far as is needful for health.
Interpretation
The quote advises moderation in physical indulgence for the sake of health.
Seneca the Younger emphasizes the importance of maintaining a balance between enjoying physical pleasures and prioritizing one's health. By advocating for moderation, he suggests that while it is acceptable to indulge the body, such indulgence should only extend as far as it is necessary to support overall well-being and vitality.
In practice
In a health seminar discussing the benefits of a balanced lifestyle.
Anger, if not restrained, is frequently more hurtful to us than the injury that provokes it.
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