Siddhartha

Peu à peu se développait et mûrissait en Siddhartha la notion exacte de ce qu’est la Sagesse proprement dite, qui avait été le but de ses longues recherches. Ce n’était somme toute qu’une prédisposition de l’âme, une capacité, un art mystérieux qui consistait à s’identifier à chaque instant de la vie avec l’idée de l’Unité, à sentir cette Unité par

I had to pass through so much stupidity, through so much vices, through so many errors, through so much disgust and disappointments and woe, just to become a child again and to be able to start over. But it was right so, my heart says "Yes" to it, my eyes smile to it. I've had to experience despair, I've had to sink down to the most fooli

Therefore, I see whatever exists as good, death is to me like life, sin like holiness, wisdom like foolishness, everything has to be as it is, everything only requires my consent, only my willingness, my loving agreement, to be good for me, to do nothing but work for my benefit, to be unable to ever harm me.

Vasudeva was no friend of words. Siddhartha was rarely successful in moving him to speak. He once asked him, “Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?” A bright smile spread over Vasudeva’s face. “Yes, Siddhartha,” he said. “Is this what you mean? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the so