Controlling the Inner Fortress
You Do Not Need the Seashore
Book Ten talks to the soul as to a late student. One day you may be good, simple, single, content, not hunting weather or favour. Until then live as a sensible creature, then a reasonable and sociable one. What happens was appointed; bear it by strength of opinion or be ended by it. Teach the offender with love; if you cannot, your will suffices. Take the names good, modest, true, and ship yourself from the old half-dead life as from a wreck.
Key Insight
The citadel has a voice. Marcus uses it. If you never address the part of you that can still choose, the day will address it for you, usually in the tone of whoever is loudest. Talk to the soul before the courier does.
“O my soul, the time I trust will be, when thou shalt be good, simple, single, more open and visible, than that body by which it is enclosed.”Full analysis






