Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha Quotes
I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.
Not in his speech, not in his thoughts, I see his greatness, only in his actions, in his life.
They both listened silently to the water, which to them was not just water, but the voice of life, the voice of Being, the voice of perpetual Becoming.
I felt knowledge and the unity of the world circulate in me like my own blood.
It is not for me to judge another man's life. I must judge, I must choose, I must spurn, purely for myself. For myself, alone.
I have always thirsted for knowledge, I have always been full of questions.
Dreams and restless thoughts came flowing to him from the river, from the twinkling stars at night, from the sun's melting rays. Dreams and a restlessness of the soul came to him.
One must find the source within one's own Self, one must possess it. Everything else was seeking -- a detour, an error.
Alas, Siddhartha, I see you suffering, but you're suffering a pain at which one would like to laugh, at which you'll soon laugh for yourself.
I will no longer mutilate and destroy myself in order to find a secret behind the ruins.
You show the world as a complete, unbroken chain, an eternal chain, linked together by cause and effect.
...and the vessel was not full, his intellect was not satisfied, his soul was not at peace, his heart was not still.
Merchant: 'So you have lived on the possessions of others?'Saddhartha: 'Apparently. The merchant also lives on the possession of others.'Merchant: 'Well spoken...
One can pass on knowledge but not wisdom. One can find wisdom, one can live it, one can be supported by it, one can work wonders with it, but one cannot speak it or teach it.
...for you know that soft is stronger than hard, water stronger than rock, love stronger than force." Vesadeva to Siddartha
The world, my friend Govinda, is not imperfect, or on a slow path towards perfection: no, it is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiveness in itself.
Seeking nothing, emulating nothing, breathing gently, he moved in an atmosphere of imperishable calm, impresihable light, inviolable peace.
He sat thus, lost in meditation, thinking Om, his soul as the arrow directed at Brahman.
The world was beautiful when looked at in this way—without any seeking, so simple, so childlike.
Everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goals, ifhe is able to think, if he is able to wait, if he is able to fast.
Ich werde stehen und warten.Ich werde müde werden.Ich werde nicht einschlafen.Ich werde sterben.
Both the thoughts and the senses were pretty things, the ultimate meaning was hidden behind both of them... from both the secret voices of the innermost truth had to be attentively perceived.