They both listened silently to the water, which to them was not just water, but the voice of life, the voice of Being, the voice of perpetual Becoming.

I felt knowledge and the unity of the world circulate in me like my own blood.

[...] tutto mentiva, tutto puzzava, puzzava di menzogna, tutto simulava un significato di bontà e di bellezza, e tutto era inconfessata putrefazione.

Suchen heißt: ein Ziel haben. Finden aber heißt: frei sein, offen stehen, kein Ziel haben ... Ein Sucher sieht manches nicht, was nah vor seinen Augen steht.

Most people...are like a falling leaf that drifts and turns in the air, flutters, and falls to the ground. But a few others are like stars which travel one defined path: no wind reaches them, they have within themselves their guide and path.

Siddhartha has one single goal-to become empty, to become empty of thirst, desire, dreams, pleasure and sorrow-to let the Self die. No longer to be Self, to experience the peace of an emptied heart, to experience pure thought-that was his goal.