Anger, The Stoics Said, Was

Reason! How Many Eyes Hast Thou To See Evils, And How Dim, Nay, Blind, Thou Art In Preventing Them.

In Shame There Is No Comfort But To Be Beyond All Bounds Of Shame.

The Violence Of Sorrow Is Not At The First To Be Striven Withal; Being, Like A Mighty Beast, Sooner Tamed With Following Than Overthrown By Withstanding.

The Many-headed Multitude, Whom Inconstancy Only Doth By Accident Guide To Well-doing! Who Can Set Confidence There, Where Company Takes Away Shame, And Each May Lay The Fault Upon His Fellow?

Plato Found Fault That The Poets Of His Time Filled The World With Wrong Opinions Of The Gods, Making Light Tales Of That Unspotted Essence, And Therefore Would Not Have The Youth Depraved With Such Opinions.