1300K V At day’s first light have in readiness, 333nm ; ,- -' leave your bed, the thought that ‘I am using for the M this the purpose of my creation, to lie here under the blankets and keep myself warm? ‘Ah, but it is a great deal more plea» ant!’ Was it for pleasure, then, that you were born, and not for work, not for effort? Look at the plants, the sparrows, ants, spiders, bees, all busy at their own tasks, each doing his part towards a coherent world/order; and will you refuse man’s share of the work, instead of being prompt to carry our Nature’s bid; ding? ‘ch, but one must have some repose as well.’ Granted; hut repose has its limits set by Nature, in the same way as food and drink have; and you overstep these limits, you go beyond the point of sufficiency; while on the other hand, when action is in question, you stop short of what you could well achieve. You have no real love for yourself; if you had, you would love your nature, and your nature’s will. Craftsmen who love their trade will spend themselves to the utmost in labouring at it, even going unwashed and unfed; but you hold your nature in less regard than the engraver does his engraving, the dancer his dancing, the miser his heap of silver, or the vainglorious man his moment of glory. These men, when their heart is in it, are ready to sacrifice food and sleep to the advancement of their chosen pursuit. Is the service of the community of less worth in your eyes, and does it merit less devotion? https://inspirational.ly

[Image] Marcus Aurelius on motivation and performing your role