Remind oneself continually of one of those who practiced virtue in days gone by.
Misfortune nobly born is good fortune.
Think of the country mouse and of the town mouse, and of the alarm and trepidation of the town mouse.
If souls continue to exist, how does the air contain them from eternity?
External things are not the problem. It's your assessment of them. Which you can erase right now.
The wrongdoer is often the person who left something undone, rather than the person who has done something