Why should I worry about what happens if I am armed with the virtue of fortitude? Nothing can trouble or upset me, or even seem annoying. Instead of meeting misfortune with groans and tears, I will call upon the faculty especially provided to deal with it.
'But my nose is running!' What do you have hands for, idiot, if not to wipe it?
'But how is it right that there be running noses in the first place?' Instead of thinking up protests, would not it be easier to just wipe your nose?
(Discourses, Book I, Chapter 6)
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