All these things happen to them by reason of their ignorance of what is good and evil. But I who have seen the nature of the good that it is beautiful, and of the bad that it is ugly, and the nature of him who does wrong, that it is akin to me, not only of the same blood or seed, but that it participates in the same intelligence and the same portion of the divinity, I can neither be injured by any of them, for no one can fix on me what is ugly, nor can I be angry with my kinsman, nor hate him, For we are made for co-operation, like feet, like hands, like eyelids, like the rows of the upper and lower teeth. Thou must now at last perceive of what universe thou art a part, and of what administrator of the universe thy existence is an efflux, and that a limit of time is fixed for thee, which if thou dost not use for clearing away the clouds from thy mind, it will go and thou wilt go, and it will never return. Take away the complaint, 'I have been harmed,' and the harm is taken away.
Death hangs over thee.
While thou livest, while it is in thy power, be good. Nothing for me is too early nor too late, which is in due time for thee. The perfection of moral character consists in this, in passing every day as the last, and in being neither violently excited nor torpid nor playing the hypocrite. The mind indeed, both when it exercises caution and when it is employed about inquiry, moves straight onward not the less, and to its object. All things are the same, familiar in experience, and ephemeral in time, and worthless in the matter.