Our Citadel Cannot Fall

It is hardly surprising if we are driven by blasts of storms when our chief aim on this sea of life is to displease wicked men. And though their numbers are great, we can afford to despise them because they have no one to lead them them and are carried along only by ignorance which distracts them at random first one way then another. When their forces attack us in superior numbers, our general conducts a tactical withdrawal of his forces to a strong point, and they are left to encumber themselves with useless plunder. Safe from their furious activity on our rampart above, we can smile at their efforts collect all the most useless boot: our citadel cannot fall to the assaults of folly.

-Ancius Boethius, trans. Victor Watts, The Consolation of Philosophy

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