Letter 75: Procopius says wealth has made Nestorius rustic and too fond of the fields.

"Chremylus suddenly became rich," comedy says. And now you too seem to have become rich, though this has never happened to you before and you have always been poorer than Irus. For that reason, it seems, your fatherland has become dearer to you, though you used to call it the pit of the inhabited world. You have become wholly given over to material things and have told philosophy farewell. That gentle and civilized temper that I had barely managed to instill in you before, and all my hopes that you would make progress, you have made disappear. Now, as one would expect, you have become rustic, just what the law of the countryside wants. Such are the benefits you have enjoyed from Fortune, you who once philosophized beside poverty. So you settle into your fatherland and look not for how you will become wiser, but for where you may see the grain fields waving. As I long for you, I blame the Loves if they cannot make one soul love in return those who long for it so deeply.

Νεστορίωι Χρεμύλος πεπλούτηκεν ἐξαίφνης, ἡ κωμῳδία φησί. καὶ σὺ νῦν πλουτεῖν ἔοικας, οὐπώποτε τοῦτο παθών, Ἴρου δὲ πτωχότερος ἀεὶ γεγονώς. ἐκεῖθεν ἄρα σοι ποθεινοτέρα γέγονεν ἡ πατρίς, ἣν πρότερον ἀπεκάλεις τῆς οἰκουμένης τὸ βάραθρον, ὅλος δὲ τῆς ὕλης γέγονας, τῇ φιλοσοφίᾳ χαίρειν εἰπών. τὸ δὲ πρᾶον ἐκεῖνο καὶ ἥμερον, ὅ σοι μόλις ἐνεποίησα τὸ πρότερον, καὶ τὰς ἐπὶ σοὶ τοῦ προκόψειν ἐλπίδας φροῦδα πάντα πεποίηκας. νῦν ὡς εἰκὸς ὄρειος γέγονας καὶ οἷον ὁ τῆς χώρας βούλεται νόμος. τοιαῦτα παρὰ τῆς τύχης ἀπέλαυσας ὁ παρὰ τὴν πενίαν πάλαι φιλοσοφῶν. ὅθεν ἐμφιλοχωρεῖς τῇ πατρίδι καὶ σκοπεῖς οὐχ ὅθεν ἔσῃ σοφώτερος, ἀλλ' ὅθεν ἂν ἴδοις κομῶντα τὰ λήια. ἐγὼ δέ σε ποθῶν τοὺς Ἔρωτας μέμφομαι, εἰ μὴ δύνανται ψυχὴν μίαν ἀντερᾶν ποιῆσαι τῶν οὕτω ποθούντων.