The stoic says the universe Is leagued to try the sage’s virtue. If evil smites you, look for worse, And if it hurts you, let it hurt you.— Morris Bishop, The New Yorker
Let Nature, with its crowd of woes, In vain endeavor to defeat us; Impassive, let us bear its blows Like Seneca and Epictetus.
I met a stoic in a bar Who argued much for resignation. He pushed the stoic faith so far That he proposed a demonstration.
“I’m tough,” he said, “and I defy Fate’s angry effort to provoke me. I’ll take a breath, and any guy Can hit me. Step right up and poke me!”
But no one present wanted much A demonstration so heroic. Fell circumstance refused to clutch. I never saw a madder stoic.