Epictetus
Around 50 CE, in the city of Hierapolis, a child was born into slavery — a condition that would define the early circumstances of his life and stand in sharp contrast to the work he would later pursue as a philosopher and writer.
That man was Epictetus, a subject of Ancient Rome who lived for a considerable period in Rome itself before being banished from the city. The banishment proved consequential. He relocated to Nicopolis in northwestern Greece and remained there for the rest of his life. Throughout his career he worked as a philosopher and writer, conducting his thought in Ancient Greek.
Epictetus was a member of the Stoic movement. His years in Nicopolis appear to have been ones of sustained philosophical activity, and it was in that city that he died, around 138 CE. His life had carried him from Hierapolis, where he was born into slavery, through Rome, and finally to Nicopolis — a trajectory shaped at every stage by forces both imposed and chosen.
He died in Nicopolis, the city that had been his home since his banishment from Rome. The arc of his life — from enslaved person in Hierapolis to philosopher and writer working in the Greek-speaking world under Roman rule — is the frame within which his place in the Stoic movement must be understood.
Quotes by Epictetus
Epictetus's insights on:

Ask not that events should happen as you will, but let you will be that events should happen as they do, and you shall have peace.

Difficulties show men what they are. In case of any difficulty, God has pitted you against a rough antagonist that you may be a conqueror, and this cannot be without toil.

I have a lantern. You steal my lantern. What, then, is your honor worth no more to you than the price of my lantern!

Watchfulness...is the vital need, for he who does not watch is soon overwhelmed. The sternman needs only sleep a moment and the vessel is lost.

Whatever you would make habitual, practice it; and if you would not make a thing habitual, do not practice it, but accustom yourself to something else.

Crows pick out the eyes of the dead, when the dead have no longer need of them, but flatterers mar the soul of the living, and her eyes they blind.

If thy brother wrongs thee, remember not so much his wrong doing, but more than ever that he is thy brother.


