Rich people can be generous, even the ones with bloodcurdling political views can be generous, but most believe in generosity on their own terms, and underneath (not so deep, either), they’re always afraid someone is going to steal their presents and eat their birthday cake.
What do we look for in a lord? Strength, generosity, hardness, and success, and why should a man not be proud of those things?
There is not sufficient love and goodness in the world to permit us to give some of it away to imaginary beings.[Es ist nicht genug Liebe und Güte in der Welt, um noch davon an eingebildete Wesen wegschenken zu dürfen.]
It is so easy a thing to give – only great men have the courage and courtesy and, yes, the generosity to receive.
In the end, though, maybe we must all give up trying to pay back the people in this world who sustain our lives. In the end, maybe it’s wiser to surrender before the miraculous scope of human generosity and to just keep saying thank you, forever and sincerely, for as long as we have voices.
Giving is more joyous than receiving, not because it is a deprivation, but because in the act of giving lies the expression of my aliveness.
Generosity is nothing else than a craze to possess. All which I abandon, all which I give, I enjoy in a higher manner through the fact that I give it away; giving is a keen, brief enjoyment, almost sexual. To give is to enjoy possessively the object which one gives.[La générosité n’est pas autre chose qu’une rage de posséder. Tout ce que j’abandonne, tout ce que je donne, j’en jouis d’une maniére supérieure par le don que j’en fais; le don est une jouissance apre et bréve, presque sexuelle: donner, c’est jouir possessivement de l’objet qu’on donne.]