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.

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

He saw that the water continually flowed and flowed and yet it was always there; it was always the same and yet every moment it was new.

The river has taught me to listen; you will learn from it, too. The river knows everything; one can learn everything from it. You have already learned from the river that it is good to strive downwards, to sink, to seek the depths.

Whither will my path yet lead me? This path is stupid, it goes in spirals, perhaps in circles, but whichever way it goes, I will follow it.

You are willing to die, you coward, but not to live.

Learn what is to be taken seriously and laugh at the rest.