No, Seneca, stoically is an adverb for another fool in another time. Spiderwebs freeze. Plastic rope frays. The human spirit decays and passes from animation to rust. Tetanus, I feel it. A locked jaw is a strong statement, but one that ails by the motions that might otherwise soften from caricature to face. Hard grips freeze and crack against rock, harder than places, and yet meltable as with anything from lava to sun to light. Readiness is not godliness. Reactions are chemical and otherwise. And any given aphorism is a prism that can only support a certain weight.