Involuntarily noble
Man involuntarily conducts himself nobly when he has become accustomed to desiring nothing of men and always bestowing gifts upon them.
Man involuntarily conducts himself nobly when he has become accustomed to desiring nothing of men and always bestowing gifts upon them.
Condition for heroism
If a man wants to become a hero, the serpent must first have become a dragon: otherwise he will lack his proper enemy.
If a man wants to become a hero, the serpent must first have become a dragon: otherwise he will lack his proper enemy.
Friend
Fellow rejoicing [Mitfreude], not fellow suffering [Mitleiden], makes the friend.
Fellow rejoicing [Mitfreude], not fellow suffering [Mitleiden], makes the friend.
Forwarded from Labyrinth (Tuqa Qassim)
"إنَّما الشَّجَاعَة صَبَرُ سَاعَة"
I have been told often enough, and always with an expression of great surprise, that all my writings have something that distinguishes them and unites them together: they all of them, I have been given to understand, contain snares and nets for unwary birds and in effect a persistent invitation to the overturning of habitual evaluations and valued habits. What? Everything is only human, all too human? It is with this sigh that one emerges from my writings.
My writings have been called a schooling in suspicion, even more in contempt, but fortunately also in courage, indeed in audacity. And in fact I myself do not believe that anyone has ever before looked into the world with an equally profound degree of suspicion, and not merely as an occasional devil's advocate, but, to speak theologically, just as much as an enemy and indicter of God.
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سَفَر التَيه لا غايةَ له — إبن عربي
What does he need a destination for? Every uncharted place is a destination for an explorer, and the very journey is the aim for a wanderer.
He is guided by his daemons. And hunger is the wind that blows on his sails. And that's all he feels: hunger. Hunger for danger, for novelty, and for Life.
He is guided by his daemons. And hunger is the wind that blows on his sails. And that's all he feels: hunger. Hunger for danger, for novelty, and for Life.