Thus do the more cautious of travellers act. The road is said to be beset by robbers. The traveller will not venture alone, but awaits the companionship on the road of an ambassador, a quaestor, or a proconsul. To him he attaches himself and thus passes by in safety.
So does the wise man in the world. Many are the companies of robbers and tyrants, many the storms, the straits, the losses of all a man holds dearest. Whither shall he fall for refuge—how shall he pass by unassailed?
What companion on the road shall he await for protection? Such and such a wealthy man, of consular rank? And how shall I be profited, if he is stripped and falls to lamentation and weeping? And how if my fellow traveller himself turns upon me and robs me?
What am I to do? I will become a friend of Caesar's! In his train none will do me wrong!
In the first place—O the indignities I must endure to win distinction! O the multitude of hands there will be to rob me!
And if I succeed, Caesar too is but a mortal. While should it come to pass that I offend him, whither shall I flee from his presence?
To the wilderness? And may not fever await me there? What then is to be done? Cannot a fellow traveller be found who is honest and loyal, strong and secure against surprise?
Thus does the wise man reason, considering that if he would pass through in safety, he must attach himself unto God.
IMAGE: Izaak van Oosten, Robbers Attacking Travellers (c. 1660)
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