Quote by Seneca (Seneca the Elder)

Why do I not seek some real good; one which I could feel, not one which I could display?

Why do I not seek some real good; one which I could feel, no

Summary

This quote reflects on the importance of seeking intrinsic value over external validation. The individual is questioning the motive behind their pursuit of achievements solely for the purpose of being perceived as successful by others. Instead, they express the desire to seek genuine fulfillment, something that would bring them personal satisfaction and contentment, rather than focusing solely on external appearances or approval from others. This quote highlights the need to prioritize one's own sense of fulfillment and authenticity in striving for true happiness.

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By Seneca (Seneca the Elder)

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