{Boethius' Consolation of Philosophy, summarized in a very non-academic fashion while working on a paper.}
In the beginning, B is sitting in jail, wearing eyeliner and crying and sad and writing weepy poetry.
This chick shows up and kicks out all the muses, but B doesn't realize who she is. Then he figures out that she's Lady Philosophy, and she asks him what's wrong.
And B is all "My life used to be awesome. Now I'm in jail. Why did I even try being good? It's not worth it. I'm gonna go eat some worms. "
And P is all "Sheesh, you need help. Ok, basics: who are you?"
And B is all "I'm a rational mortal animal. Basically I can think and die."
P: And . . .
B: . . .
P: . . .
B: nothing.
P: "Dang, you're worse off than I thought. Let's talk.
First off, whaddidya expect from Fortune?
Second: virtue is it's own reward, all right?
Third: really, it sucks to be evil. Doesn't look like it at first glance, but if you think about it, it seriously sucks.
Fourth: yes, really, it's possible to be virtuous. Yep, God is sovereign, but free will is totally possible.
Finally: so get out and pray, already. Be virtuous. Quit your silly staring at the ground and be a man. Go, fight, win!"
The End.
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