Not in his speech, not in his thoughts, I see his greatness, only in his actions, in his life.

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

You have to try the impossible to achieve the possible

At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, everything was transformed and enchanted, and everything made sense.

Human life is reduced to real suffering, to hell, only when two ages, two cultures and religions overlap.

Om is the bow, the arrow is soul.

Slowly blossomed, slowly ripened in Siddhartha the realisation, the knowledge, what wisdom actually was, what the goal of his long search was. It was nothing but a readiness of the soul, an ability, a secret art, to think every moment, while living his life, the thought of oneness, to be able to feel and inhale the oneness.