paolo wrote:
Envy is despicable. Perhaps it is he only mortal sin, if such things exist.
Our life feeds on crumbs. What is given to someone in plenty and ease, we have to contemplate as an entertaining show in which we have no part. Nevertheless I wouldn’t swap my life with any other life. I don’t feel envy, but not because envy is despicable, I just don’t feel it.
Nonetheless some one would like to be the Red Baron, like Snoopy. This is not envy. Do you imagine to be something different from what you are?
I imagine that we all imagine ourselves to be something different from what we are.
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"The cordial quality of pear or plum
Rises as gladly in the single tree
As in the whole orchards resonant with bees."
- Emerson