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.

He had loved and he had found himself. Most people love to lose themselves.

All life was a breath exhaled by God. All dying was a breath inhaled by God.

To nobody can you communicate in words and teachings, what happened to you in your hour of enlightenment.

And here is a doctrine at which you will laugh. It seems to me, Govinda, that love is the most important thing in the world.

I hope death will be a great happiness, a happiness as great as that of love, fulfilled love

...and the vessel was not full, his intellect was not satisfied, his soul was not at peace, his heart was not still.