On Children

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
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.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Jonesy bought a donkey from Ramsingh, a old farmer friend, for $300. Ramsingh agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.

Next day, Ramsingh drive up and said, "Sorry Jonesy but I have some bad news. The donkey's dead.''

"Well give me back my money,'' said Jonesy.

"Worse news boy, I went and spent it already.''

"OK, then. Just unload the donkey.''

"Whatchu gon' do wid him?'' asked Ramsingh.

"You don't worry, I'ma raffle him.''

"You can't raffle a dead donkey. You mad or just plum crazy!''

"Who say so...you makin' a joke. Watch me. I ent tellin nobody he dead,'' said Jonesy.

A month later Ramsingh ran into Jonesy at the market.

"Jonesy, wha happen with yuh dead donkey boy?''

Jonesy replied, "Ah raffled him off suh. Ah sell 500 tickets at five dollars and ah rake in $2,500.''

"Nobody eh make noise?''

"Only de fella who win. So ah give him back his five dollars!''

To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

Heather Cortez

The poor man wishes to conceal his poverty, and the rich man his wealth: the former fears lest he be despised, the latter lest he be plundered.
Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach

In order to know virtue, we must first acquaint ourselves with vice.
Marquis de Sade

In the absence of willpower the most complete collection of virtues and talents is wholly worthless.
Aleister Crowley

A fanatic is a man who consciously over compensates a secret doubt.
Aldous Huxley

From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs.
Karl Marx

Every man is a creative cause of what happens, a primum mobile with an original movement.
Friedrich Nietzsche

You need to believe in three things to be a good witchdoctor - Yourself, yourself, and yourself.
Fuerza Ndoki on Things My Godfather Taught Me
www.mayombe.org/things-god...witchcraft/

It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure.
Marquis de Sade