Meditations
Marcus Aurelius, 180
A Roman emperor's private notebook, written on campaign. Short, blunt reminders to himself about anger, death and other people's opinions, which read like advice addressed to you.
Some books slow you down by narrowing their focus: a notebook kept on a campaign, a pond, a few afternoons of argument. Marcus Aurelius wrote his Meditations as blunt reminders to himself about anger, death and other people's opinions, and Cicero's Tusculan Disputations argues its way out of fear and grief with wit rather than comfort. If your days feel loud and crowded, these are the kind of pages that make room around you.
A page that shows it
You keep wishing for a cabin by the sea. There is a cheaper one.
They seek for themselves private retiring places, as country villages, the sea-shore, mountains; yea thou thyself art wont to long much after such places. But all this thou must know proceeds from simplicity in the highest degree. At what time soever thou wilt, it is in thy power to retire into thyself, and to be at rest, and free from all businesses. A man cannot any whither retire better than to his own soul; he especially who is beforehand provided of such things within, which whensoever he doth withdraw himself to look in, may presently afford unto him perfect ease and tranquillity. By tranquillity I understand a decent orderly disposition and carriage, free from all confusion and tumultuousness. Afford then thyself this retiring continually, and thereby refresh and renew thyself. Marcus Aurelius, 180
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