I who once wrote songs with keen delight am now by sorrow driven to take up melancholy measures. Wounded Muses tell me what I must write, and elegiac verses bathe my face with real tears. Not even terror could drive… — Boethius Copy Share Image
...Whose souls, albeit in a cloudy memory, yet seek back their good, but, like drunk men, know not the road home. — Boethius Copy Share Image
“Among wise men there is no place at all left for hatred. For no one except the greatest of fools would hate good men.… — Boethius Copy Share Image
“Has the world become so topsy-turvy that a living creature, whom the gift of reason makes divine, believes that his glory lies solely in… — Boethius Copy Share Image
All fortune is good fortune; for it either rewards, disciplines, amends, or punishes, and so is either useful or just. — Boethius Copy Share Image
The completely simultaneous and perfect possession of unlimited life at a single moment. — Boethius Copy Share Image
Nunc fluens facit tempus,nunc stans facit aeternitatum.(The now that passes produces time, the now that remains produces eternity.) — Boethius Copy Share Image
I who once wrote songs with keen delight am now by sorrow driven to take up melancholy measures. Wounded Muses tell me what I… — Boethius Copy Share Image
Whose happiness is so firmly established that he has no quarrel from any side with his estate of life? — Boethius Copy Share Image
“Quid autem de corporis uoluptatibus loquar, quarum appetentia quidem plena est anxietatis, satietas uero paenitentiae?” — Boethius Copy Share Image
In other living creatures the ignorance of themselves is nature, but in men it is a vice. — Boethius Copy Share Image
If there is anything good about nobility it is that it enforces the necessity of avoiding degeneracy. — Boethius Copy Share Image
