So nothing is ever good or bad unless you think it so, and vice versa. All luck is good luck to the man who bears it with equanimity.
BoethiusFor in every ill-turn of fortune the most unhappy sort of unfortunate man is the one who has been happy
Boethius...Whose souls, albeit in a cloudy memory, yet seek back their good, but, like drunk men, know not the road home.
BoethiusWretched men cringe before tyrants who have no power, the victims of their trivial hopes and fears. They do not realise that anger is hopeless, fear is pointless and desire all a delusion. He whose heart is fickle is not his own master, has thrown away his shield, deserted his post, and he forges the links of the chain that holds him.
Boethius