If sensuality were happiness, beasts were happier than men; but human felicity is lodged in the soul, not in the flesh.
Seneca the YoungerThe evil which assails us is not in the localities we inhabit but in ourselves. We lack strength to endure the least task, being incapable of suffering pain, powerless to enjoy pleasure, impatient with everything. How many invoke death when, after having tried every sort of change, they find themselves reverting to the same sensations, unable to discover any new experience.
Seneca the Younger