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Although at times feeling very lonely, Seneca was used to being isolated. Before fleeing to Corsica, his struggle with tuberculosis forced him to take an extended leave from Rome to distant Alexandria for almost ten years. There, in convalescence, he did what any Stoic philosopher would do: study and write, building up both mental and physical strength. He looked into combining Stoicism with Pythagoreanism. He read and debated the works of Epicurus, who ended up being the most cited writer in Seneca's works. Seneca said we should read like spies in the enemy's camp, always looking to learn from our intellectual and philosophical opponents.
Fortune knocked at his door when Agrippina's grand plans for her son Nero went into motion by marrying Claudius and convincing him to adopt Nero and recall Seneca to serve as her son's tutor. By then, Seneca was fifty-three and both amassed and generated a plethora of Stoic knowledge. It turned out to be not nearly enough: slowly but surely, Seneca's scholastic influence on Nero diminished, and Nero's depraved character started shining through. Unintentionally involved in a plot to kill the emperor, Seneca saw no other option but to commit suicide. Socrates would have been proud.
Fortune knocked at his door when Agrippina's grand plans for her son Nero were set into motion by marrying Claudius and convincing him to adopt Nero and recall Seneca to serve as her son's tutor. By then, Seneca was fifty-three and both amassed and generated a plethora of Stoic knowledge. It turned out to be not nearly enough: slowly but surely, Seneca's scholastic influence on Nero diminished, and Nero's depraved character started shining through. Unintentionally involved in a plot to kill the emperor, Seneca saw no other option but to commit suicide. Socrates would have been proud.
Nineteen centuries later, a German academic rummages through paperwork in a set of small drawers of a heavy apothecary cabinet. A small piece of paper in hand, speedily scanning the contents of certain drawers, until a _Jawohl_ mumble announces the arrival at the right drawer. The paper disappears into the cabinet and the academic sinks back into his office chair, returning his attention to that huge stack of papers in dire need of grading.