Fortune, and what was never yours
When everything is stripped away at once, was any of it ever truly a person's own? Philosophy answers Boethius's ruin by asking what a man can lose that fortune did not merely lend.
Philosophy enters the condemned man's cell and finds him mourning lost rank, wealth and reputation. Her first move is to give Fortune her own voice: the goods you grieve were mine, lent not given, and I take back only what was always mine to take. Her wheel turns by nature, raising and casting down without regard to desert, so a person who trusted her had already agreed to her terms. Nothing fortune bestows can be truly one's own, because what can be taken against one's will was never securely held. The consolation begins not by restoring the losses but by showing they were never possessions in the first place.
- fortune
- fame
- wealth
- power
- adversity
- desire
- vice
Enter a dialogue
- For a person who has lost in one blow the standing and security they spent a life building, what does your Philosophy say to them first?
- Telling the newly ruined that their wealth and rank were never truly theirs can sound like cold comfort dressed as wisdom; how is it not?
- How do you tell the goods fortune merely lends from anything a person can call genuinely their own?
- To stop grieving what fortune takes, a person must stop counting it as theirs; what attachments does that ask them to loosen while they still have them?
- You let Fortune speak in her own defence rather than simply condemning her; what did you gain by giving your tormentor a voice?