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.
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.
Whether it is good or evil, whether life in itself is pain or pleasure, whether it is uncertain-that it may perhaps be this is not important-but the unity of the world, the coherence of all events, the embracing of the big and the small from the same stream, from the same law of cause, of becoming and dying.
Siddhartha has one single goal-to become empty, to become empty of thirst, desire, dreams, pleasure and sorrow-to let the Self die. No longer to be Self, to experience the peace of an emptied heart, to experience pure thought-that was his goal.
There is, so I believe, in the essence of everything, something that we cannot call learning. There is, my friend, only a knowledge-that is everywhere, that is Atman, that is in me and you and in every creature, and I am beginning to believe that this knowledge has no worse enemy than the man of knowledge, than learning.
What is meditation? What is leaving one's body? What is fasting? What is holding one's breath? It is fleeing from the self, it is a short escape of the agony of being a self, it is a short numbing of the senses against the pain and the pointlessness of life. The same escape, the same short numbing is what the driver of an ox-cart finds in the inn, drinking a few bowls of rice-wine or fermented coconut-milk. Then he won't feel his self any more, then he won't feel the pains of life any more, then he finds a short numbing of the senses. When he falls asleep over his bowl of rice-wine, he'll find the same what Siddhartha and Govinda find when they escape their bodies through long exercises, staying in the non-self.
And so Gotama wandered into the town to obtain alms, and the two Samanas recognized him only by his complete peacefulness of demeanor, by the stillness of his form, in which there was no seeking, no will, no counterfeit, no effort - only light and peace.
Ephemeral, highly ephemeral is the world of formations; ephemeral, highly ephemeral are our clothes and hairstyles, and our hair and our bodies themselves.
Bir kimse ariyorsa, gozu aradigi seyden baskasini gormez cokluk, bir turlu bulmasini beceremez, disaridan hicbir seyi alip kendi icine aktaramaz, cunku akli fikri aradigi seydedir hep, cunku bir amaci vardir, cunku bu amacin buyusune kapilmistir. Aramak, bir amaci olmak demektir. bulmaksa ozgur olmak, disa acik bulunmak, hicbir amaci olmamak. Sen ey saygideger kisi, belki gercekten arayan birisin, cunku amacinin pesinde kostugundan hemen gozunun onundeki bazi seyleri gormuyorsun.
...the opposite of every truth is just as true! That is to say, any truth can only be expressed and put into words when it is one-sided. Everything that can be thought with the mind and said with words is one-sided, it's all just the half of it, lacking completeness, roundness, or unity.
But there is one thing which these so clear, these so venerable teachings do not contain: they do not contain the mystery of what the exalted one has experienced for himself, he alone among hundreds of thousands. This is what I have thought and realized, when I have heard the teachings. This is why I am continuing my travels--not to seek other, better teachings, for I know there are none, but to depart from all teachings and all teachers and to reach my goal by myself or to die. But often, I'll think of this day, oh exalted one, and of this hour, when my eyes beheld a holy man.
Man svarbu moketi myleti pasauli, neniekinti jo, nejausti neapykantos jam ir sau, zvelgti i ji, i save ir i visas butybes su meile, susizavejimu ir didzia pagarba.
Hicbir gercek yoktur ki, karsiti da gercek olmasin! Yani soyle: Bir gercek ancak tek tarafliysa, dile getirilip sozcuklere dokulebilir. Dusuncelerle dusunulup sozcuklerle soylenebilen ne varsa tek taraflidir, hepsi tek tarafli, hepsi yarim, hepsi butunlukten mukemmellikten ve birlikten yoksun.