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Wretched men cringe before tyrants who have no power, the victims of their trivial hopes and fears. They do not realise that anger is hopeless, fear is pointless and desire all a delusion. He whose heart is fickle is not his own master, has thrown away his shield, deserted his post, and he forges the links of the chain that holds him.
Boethius
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Interpretation

What this quote means

The quote highlights how people often submit to tyrants due to their own misguided fears and desires.

In this quote, Boethius explores the nature of human suffering and the psychological chains we create for ourselves through fear, anger, and unfulfilled desires. He suggests that those who are easily swayed by external forces lack true mastery over themselves and reinforce their own subjugation, thus failing to recognize that the real power lies within themselves to break free from these chains.

Themes

FearAngerDesireTyrannySelf-MasteryPhilosophy

In practice

Example use cases

During a speech about personal growth, one might say, 'As Boethius said, we must not let fear and anger control our lives.'

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