Letter 10: You have no idea, my dear Heortius, how many illnesses have hit me, how severe they've been, or how long they've...

LibaniusHeortius|c. 315 AD|Libanius
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**To Heortius** (380 AD)

You do not know, my dear Heortius, the number of the illnesses that have struck me, nor their severity, nor how long they have dragged on. For had you known, you would never have passed over sympathy to go straight to reproach. But ignorance is harmful to people in every circumstance, and in your case it has driven you to accuse me when you should have been offering consolation. For my part, I do not blame you for being unaware of my troubles.

And yet, someone as quick to censure as you might say that your ignorance comes from not inquiring, and that you do not inquire because you do not care — and so, while leveling the charge of contempt, you would find yourself open to even graver ones. But I will not do this, for I do not think it right to insult a strong friendship with false accusations. Rather, whenever something of this sort happens, I search for a more charitable explanation of events and thus make my friends' defense to myself.

You, however, play the rhetorician at the wrong moment, claiming that "others" are the ones making accusations — others you yourself invented in your letter. For why on earth did you not silence them instead of letting yourself be persuaded?

As for your mention of contempt — if you do not pay the penalty for that, you may thank Heracles the Averter of Evil. I myself have already punished an entire city for uttering that word, with a speech.

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