Matthieu Ricard: Happiness; pleasures like poppies spread!

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Falling from a star
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“More often than not, pleasure does not keep its promises, as poet Robert Burns describes in Tam O’Shanter:
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“But pleasures are like poppies spread,
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You seize the flower,
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its bloom is shed;
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Or like the snow falls in the river,
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A moment white—then melts forever.”
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Unlike pleasure, genuine flourishing may be influenced by circumstance, but it isn’t dependent on it.
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It does not mutate into its opposite but endures and grows with experience.
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It imparts a sense of fulfillment that in time becomes second nature.”
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