Friendship is identification and difference

He saw merchants trading, princes hunting, mourners wailing for their dead, whores offering themselves, physicians trying to help the sick, priests determining the most suitable day for seeding, lovers loving, mothers nursing their children—and all of this was not worthy of one look from his eye, it all lied, it all stank, it all stank of lies, it all pretended to be meaningful and joyful and beautiful, and it all was just concealed putrefaction. The world tasted bitter. Life was torture

You are only afraid if you are not in harmony with yourself. People are afraid because they have never owned up to themselves.

Meaning and reality were not hidden somewhere behind things, they were in them, in all of them.

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

When the suffering becomes acute enough, one goes forward.

In the beginning was the myth.