Everything is here for a purpose, from horses to vine shoots. What’s surprising about that? Even the sun will tell you, “I have a purpose,” and the other gods as well. And why were you born? For pleasure? See if that answer will stand up to questioning.
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius. Modern Library. 2003. P.104, Book 8, #19. Also see The Internet Classics Archive | The Meditations by Marcus Aurelius (mit.edu)
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