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Epictetus: Beloved as the Sun

LXXXVIII

As the sun does not wait for prayers and incantations to be induced to rise, but immediately shines and is saluted by all: so do you also not wait for clappings of hands, and shouts and praise to be induced to do good, but be a doer of good voluntarily, and you will be beloved as much as the sun.


Επίκτητος – Enchiridion

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