|On Good and Evil
You are good when you strive to give of yourself.
Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself.
For when you strive for gain you are but a root that clings to the
earth and sucks at her breast.
Surely the fruit cannot say to the root, "Be like me, ripe and full and
ever giving of your abundance."
For to the fruit giving is a need, as receiving is a need to the root.
You are good when you are fully awake in your speech,
Yet you are not evil when you sleep while your tongue staggers without
And even stumbling speech may strengthen a weak tongue.
You are good when you walk to your goal firmly and with bold steps.
Yet you are not evil when you go thither limping. Even those who limp go not backward.
But you who are strong and swift,
see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it kindness.
You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you are not
You are only loitering and sluggard.
Pity that the stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles.
In your longing for your giant self lies your goodness: and that
longing is in all of you.
But in some of you that longing is a torrent rushing with might to the
sea, carrying the secrets of the hillsides and the songs of the forest. And in others it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends
and lingers before it reaches the shore.
But let not him who longs much say to him who longs little, "Wherefore
are you slow and halting?"
For the truly good ask not the naked, "Where is your garment?" nor the
houseless, "What has befallen your house?"
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me away from the wisdom which does not
the philosophy which does not laugh, and
the greatness which does
not bow before children.
rights of others is the most noble and beautiful end
of a human being.
man's true wealth is the
good he does in the world.
You give but little when you give of your
possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
God has placed in
each soul an apostle to lead us upon the illumined path.
Yet, many seek life from without, unaware that is within them.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break,
that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain...
[A]ccept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons
that pass over your fields...
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of
Life's longing for itself...
You may house their bodies but not their
souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot
visit, not even in your dreams.
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