Know how to listen, and you will profit even from those who talk badly.
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Plutarch
Plutarch (/ˈpluːtɑːrk/; Greek: Πλούταρχος, Ploútarkhos, Koine Greek: [plǔːtarkʰos]; c. AD 46 – AD 120), later named, upon becoming a Roman citizen, Lucius Mestrius Plutarchus, (Λούκιος Μέστριος Πλούταρχος) was a Greek biographer and essayist, known primarily for his Parallel Lives and Moralia. He is classified as a Middle Platonist. Plutarch's surviving works were written in Greek, but intended for both Greek and Roman readers. 2Life 3Early life Plutarch was born to a prominent family in the small town of Chaeronea, about 80 km (50 miles) east of Delphi, in the Greek region of Boeotia. His family was wealthy. The name of Plutarch's father has not been preserved, but based on the common Greek custom of repeating a name in alternate generations, it was probably Nikarchus (Nίκαρχoς). The name of Plutarch's grandfather was Lamprias, as he attested in Moralia and in his Life of Antony. His brothers, Timon and Lamprias, are frequently mentioned in his essays and dialogues, which speak of Timon in particular in the most affectionate terms. Rualdus, in his 1624 work Life of Plutarchus, recovered the name of Plutarch's wife, Timoxena, from internal evidence afforded by his writing
Laomedon practiced long distance running by the advice of his physicians to ward off some disease of the spleen and then, after restoring his health in this way, entered the great games and became one of the best runners in the long course.
Wise men are able to make a fitting use of their enemies.
It is a trait of the man of sense to derive profit even from his enemies.
Discover the system end of the art. Through which this admirable advantage is gained by those who find it impossible to live without an enemy.
So look at your enemy and see whether in spite of his being in most respects harmful and difficult to manage, he does not in some way or another afford you means of getting hold of him and using him as you can use no one else and so can be of profit to you.
The fact that she has gone to a place of no pain ought not to be a source of pain to us. Why should she cause us to suffer if there's nothing that can now cause her pain?
You see, my dear, we will seem to regret our child was ever born if we find more to complain about now than in the situation before her birth.
When people see a friend's house on fire, they rush to put it out, when a friend's mind is on fire, they bring fuel.
I fail to see any reason why, when this behavior pleased us during her life, it should trouble us when we recall it now...[it should] bring us not just more but a great deal more pleasure than distress.
You will regard them as doing what comes naturally to them (as dogs are when they bark).
As long as there are others who would gladly choose your fate, even including our present state [the death of a child], it is awful of you, the bearer of that fate, to complain and grumble.
I have done wrong! I have traded a vast kingdom for a fleeting pleasure!
When trouble does not ensue immediately for bad people after any given crime, but comes later, they classify it as a piece of bad luck...
Don't be alarmed: justice won't come up to you or any other unjust person and stab you in the guts. No, it comes with silent and steady trend and grabs criminals when they don't expect it.
You have obtained Sparta, so do it credit.