Nothing
happens to any man that he is not formed by Nature to bear.
The
same things happen to another, and either because he does not see that they
have happened, or because he would show a great spirit, he is firm and remains
unharmed.
It
is a shame, then, that ignorance and conceit should be stronger than wisdom.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 5 (tr
Long)
The
Stoic will find contentment in the fact that he comes equipped to provide for
his own happiness, and that he may always make good out of any circumstance.
Could
the things that happen to me take away my property, my pleasure, or my
position? Could the things that happen to me even take away my very life? Yes,
and they most certainly will, to one degree or another, and at one time or
another. Yet none of these things are the measure of my life. Reason informs me
of this, and serenity follows from this.
Now
while the Stoic may give the appearance of strength, not all who give the
appearance of strength are necessarily Stoic. The dignity of action is not
simply in its outward signs, but in its inward disposition. As Marcus Aurelius
points out, some people seem to possess endurance, but they may possess it for
very different reasons.
Sometimes
our ignorance will make us thoughtless, careless, or completely indifferent to
what is happening. We then stumble through life unaffected by things, because
we are unaware of what they actually mean. This is hardly Stoic.
Sometimes
our arrogance will make us think that we are invincible, and that we must be
strong in order to live up to a special image of ourselves. We then smash our
way through life unaffected by things, because we believe we are better than
those things. This, too, is hardly Stoic.
The man
who drinks poison because it tastes sweet is a fool, not a Stoic. The man who
faces danger to impress himself and others is vain, not a Stoic.
It may
seem wrong that ignorance and pride appear more powerful than wisdom and
virtue, but I would suggest that while they may give the impression of power,
they are, of course, completely lacking in any power of character. Perhaps the
irony is that only foolish and vain people would even begin to confuse such
things.
I
remember a time when I won a soccer game by blindly kicking the ball at the
last second. I had no clever plan, no skillful play in mind, and I wasn’t
aiming anywhere at all, yet it went into the corner of the goal. For a short
time after that, my skill and strength were praised.
Dumb
luck isn’t strength.
I
remember another time when I passed an oral exam by appearing confident. I was
well aware that I didn’t know the material as well as I should, but I replied
to every question with a cocky insistence that the question was misleading or
misguided. The examiners fell for it, and for a short time after that, my
knowledge and insight were praised.
Presumption
isn’t strength.
I would
have been a much stronger fellow if I had admitted I didn’t have a clue about
what I had done, or admitted I didn’t have any idea what I was talking about.
Written in 6/2006
IMAGE: Francois Gérard, Portrait of Napoleon Bonaparte (c. 1815)
Certainly a strong man, but hardly a Stoic man. Conceit never trumps virtue.
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