What else is there which you would regret to have taken from you? Friends? But who can be a friend to you? Country? What? Do you think enough of your country to be late to dinner? The light of the sun? You would extinguish it, if you could; for what have you ever done that was fit to be seen in the light?
Seneca, Moral Letters to Lucilius, Letter LXXVII: On Taking One’s Own Life
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