People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest.

But one thing this doctrine, so clean, so venerable, does not contain: it does nto contain the secret of what the Sublime One himself experienced, he alone among the hundreds of thousands. This is why I am continuing my wanderings not to seek another, better doctrine, because I know there is none, but to leave behind all the teachings and all teachers, and either attain my goal alone or die.

To study history means submitting to chaos and nevertheless retaining faith in order and meaning.

I want to learn from myself, want to be my student, want to get to know myself, the secret of Siddhartha.

Every important cultural gesture comes down to a morality, a model for human behavior concentrated into a gesture.

The many-voiced song of the river echoed softly. Siddhartha looked into the river and saw many pictures in the flowing water. The river's voice was sorrowful. It sang with yearning and sadness, flowing towards its goal ... Siddhartha was now listening intently...to this song of a thousand voices ... then the great song of a thousand voices consisted of one word: Om - Perfection ... From that hour Siddhartha ceased to fight against his destiny.

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