Good resolutions are useless attempts to interfere with scientific laws. Their origin is pure vanity. Their result is absolutely nil. They give us, now and then, some of those luxurious sterile emotions that have a certain charm for the weak. They are but blank cheques.
The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.
Without this memory we leave the destiny of our world to chance.
He can name his a lion, when their's is said there are many donkeys about.
If we seek something, even that something is seeking us.
Very few may see where the road will take them before reaching the end.
[...] Just slowly, among his growing riches, Siddhartha had assumed something of the childlike people's ways for himself, something of their childlikeness and of their fearfulness. And yet, he envied them, envied them just the more, the more similar he became to them. He envied them for the one thing that was missing from him and that they had, the importance they were able to attach to their lives, the amount of passion in their joys and fears, the fearful but sweet happiness of being constantly in love. These people were all of the time in love with themselves, with women, with their children, with honours or money, with plans or hopes. But he did not learn this from them, this out of all things, this joy of a child and this foolishness of a child; he learned from them out of all things the unpleasant ones, which he himself despised.
I'm left with the colour of the corn.
We are brought to interpret things on our desire's basis, and not on their real scale.
If a love is to be unforgettable, fortuities must immediately start fluttering down to it like birds to Francis of Assisi's shoulders.