4.
The vehicle in which I have taken my seat is a farmer’s cart.
Only by walking do the mules show that they are alive.
The driver is barefoot, and not because it is summer either.
I can scarcely force myself to wish that others shall think this cart mine.
My false embarrassment about the truth still holds out, you see; and whenever we meet a more sumptuous party I blush in spite of myself—proof that this conduct which I approve and applaud has not yet gained a firm and steadfast dwelling-place within me.
He who blushes at riding in a rattle-trap will boast when he rides in style.
Book: Moral Letters Vol II
Subtitle: Seneca's timeless letters of advice and wisdom.
Author: Seneca
Chapter: Some arguments in favour of the simple life
Location: Chapter 87, Section 4
Content:
4.
The vehicle in which I have taken my seat is a farmer’s cart.
Only by walking do the mules show that they are alive.
The driver is barefoot, and not because it is summer either.
I can scarcely force myself to wish that others shall think this cart mine.
My false embarrassment about the truth still holds out, you see; and whenever we meet a more sumptuous party I blush in spite of myself—proof that this conduct which I approve and applaud has not yet gained a firm and steadfast dwelling-place within me.
He who blushes at riding in a rattle-trap will boast when he rides in style.