Cultivate the health of both mind & body; Whatever you do, come back soon from body to mind; Cultivate that which improves with the years.
Why should we demand of Fate that it provide & Fortune to give; I much rather demand that of myself that I should not crave & yearn ?
Reflect how pleasant it is to demand nothing, how noble it is to be contented & not to be dependent upon Fortune.
It is indeed foolish, my dear Lucilius, & very unsuitable for a cultivated person, to work hard over developing the muscles & expanding the chest; For although your heavy feeding produce good results & your sinews grow solid, you can never be a match, either in strength or in weight, for a first-class bull.
Now there are short & simple exercises which tire the body rapidly, & so save our time; & time is something of which we ought to keep strict account; These exercises are running, brandishing weights, & jumping, – Select for practice any one of these, & you will find it plain & easy.
Whatever you do, come back soon from body to mind; The mind must be exercised both day & night, for it is nourished by moderate labour; & this form of exercise need not be hampered by cold or hot weather, or even by old age; Cultivate that good which improves with the years.
You see, I have relieved you of no slight bother; & I shall throw in a little complementary present, – it too is Greek; Here is the proverb; it is an excellent one: "The fool's life is empty of gratitude and full of fears; its course lies wholly toward the future."
What sort of life do you think is meant by the fool's life?, That of Baba & Isio?
No; it means our own, for we are plunged by our blind desires into ventures which will harm us, but certainly will never satisfy us; for if we could be satisfied with anything, we should have been satisfied long ago.
Nor do we reflect how pleasant it is to demand nothing, how noble it is to be contented & not to be dependent upon Fortune.
Therefore continually remind yourself, Lucilius, how many ambitions you have attained; When you see many ahead of you, think how many are behind!, Fix a limit which you will not even desire to pass, should you have the power.
Away with fripperies which only serve for show!, As to what the future's uncertain lot has in store, why should I demand of Fortune that it gives, rather than demand of myself that I should not crave?
Why should i crave?, Shall I heap up my winnings, & forget that one’s lot is unsubstantial?
For what end should I toil?, Lo, Today is the last; if not, it is near the last.