A Quote by Seneca the Younger

Trifling trouble find utterance; deeply felt pangs are silent. — © Seneca the Younger
Trifling trouble find utterance; deeply felt pangs are silent.
Alas! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay, And those who prize the trifling things, More trifling still than they.
First of all, I had the desire for that format [silent movie], and then when I was talking to people, I felt that people needed justification. Why are you doing a silent movie? Is it just for your own pleasure? I felt it was not enough for them so I realized I have to choose the subject that will make things easier for them and to tell the story of a silent actor makes sense for doing a silent movie.
High minds, of native pride and force, Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse; Fear, for their scourge, means villains have, Thou art the torturer of the brave!
You say that freedom of utterance is not for time of stress, and I reply with the sad truth that only in time of stress is freedom of utterance in danger? Only when free utterance is suppressed is it needed, and when it is needed it is most vital to justice.
I want to see young people in America feel the spirit of the 1960s and find a way to get in the way. To find a way to get in trouble. Good trouble, necessary trouble.
Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth - the true poet is very near the oracle.
There is no real education that does not respond to felt need; anything else acquired is trifling display.
Let not the tongue give utterance to the evil that is in thine heart, but command thy tongue to be silent until good shall prevail over evil.
The sublime delight of truthful speech to one who has the great gift of uttering it, will make itself felt even through the pangs of sorrow.
When I first travelled to New York in 1982 on a summer holiday as a student, I remember thinking how exciting it was, how energising it felt, and also how it felt dangerous - it was a place where you could make a wrong turn, either geographically or just in a human interaction, and suddenly find yourself in trouble.
I felt deeply tricked. Stunned. And furious. I also felt my default emotion: numbness.
The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemployed.
Mixed martial arts chose me. After all the trouble I'd been in, it felt really good fit to find a discipline to train and build a community around my goals.
I can deal with all the pangs of having to find money in 20 different places because you don't really reap the whirlwind with this cutting-edge music.
Better never trouble trouble until trouble troubles you; for you only make your trouble double trouble when you do.
Nothing is more unworthy of a wise man, or ought to trouble him more, than to have allowed more time for trifling, and useless things, than they deserve.
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