Ducks fly, to be sure, but no duck has ever flown away. Where the duck flies, there the duck plainly is.
Bumper sticker on a hunter’s pickup truck: If it flies, it dies.
Ducks fly, to be sure, but no duck has ever flown away. Where the duck flies, there the duck plainly is.
Bumper sticker on a hunter’s pickup truck: If it flies, it dies.
Impatience is an intolerance of what is spurred by a desire for what isn’t. The man who is chronically impatient lives with the talons of “What’s next?” sunk deep into his upper back.
Desires, cravings, wants—these are mental fixations. They roil and despoil the mind. The natural man is complete. He doesn’t want anything because he doesn’t need anything. The distance between ‘I am’ and ‘I want’ cannot be calculated.
The true man is quiet. He does not want things to be different than they are.
Destiny. A high-sounding word for what happens.