John Chrysostom
There is no recollection or sign of my past abundance. This predicament is more severe than calamity. Oh, if only my anguish could be weighed alongside theirs! (Job 6:2) He strives to express this truth. For I perceive that my sustenance has become repugnant. I long for death, yet it eludes me. I bear this suffering, as a human being, not as an inanimate object, though I am a fleeting mortal. I recognize no greater assistance. Some of my companions overlook me, while others walk all over me. Not a single remnant of my former prosperity is left.