"There are certain things that fate intends stubbornly. Nothing will stand in reason and virtue, duty and all that is holy, something has to happen to him it looks good, and that we are not; and thus eventually arise without reference, whatever we do. "
About two months since I started reading the novel affinities elective (1809), JW Goethe (in translation of José María Valverde), whose chapter XIV of the second part belongs to the fragment above. The circumstances of everyday life, coupled with a growing inclination to laziness, have contributed to this slow progress through its pages, with interruptions, sometimes spanning weeks. I admit, despite being a classic, I've gone through soporific sites for black and white scenes that would have made it a favorite of Hollywood adaptation decorated in a false and dramatic melodies with echoes, rather, melodramatic, which have also earned the blessing of any Oscar. But I have also met with memorable insights and quotes from two or three lines, highlighted by my hand, which fill the first requirement applicable to any type highlighted in a novel universal that serve your readers, your only reader, to reconcile himself in a visceral, as if those words are combined there were written exclusively for one and would have had to wait many years to certify the accuracy of your message. Thus, for whom I am today, the fragment transcribed.
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