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But we'll never again be so young ... Or don't you like dancing?
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kl khTyy'@ tHml fy Tyth n`mth
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You're free this evening, Barbele. You just don't want to come.
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The town in which ... I had spent my youth ... had nothing to give me but memories.
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Each one carries with him to the end traces of his birth, the slime and eggshells of a primordial world.
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No one ever arrives home," she said amiably. "But when the paths of friends meet, the whole world looks like home for a while."
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He was pleased with everything that he did and learned and the days and months passed quickly. But he learned more from the river than Vasudeva could teach him. He learned from it continually. Above all, he learned from it how to listen, to listen with a still heart, with a waiting, open soul, without passion, without desire, without judgment, without opinions.
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learning
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These records, however much or however little of real life may lie at the back of them, are not an attempt to disguise or to palliate this widespread sickness of our times. They are an attempt to present the sickness itself in its actual manifestation. They mean, literally, a journey through hell, a sometimes fearful, sometimes courageous journey through the chaos of a world whose souls dwell in darkness, a journey undertaken with the deter..
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It was clear to me that my hosts too were feeling anything but comfortable, that their cheerfulness was forced, whether because they were inhibited by me, or else were out of sorts for some domestic reason. They only asked me questions it was impossible to give an honest answer to and, as a result, I had soon lied myself into such a corner that every word I uttered almost made me sick. Eventually in an effort to distract them, I started to ..
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But each person is not only himself, he is also the unique, very special point, important and noteworthy in every instance, where the phenomena of the world meet, once only and never again in the same way. And so every person's story is important, eternal, divine; and so every person, to the extent that he lives and fulfills nature's will, is wondrous and deserving of full attention. In each of us spirit has become form, in each of us the c..
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Por todas partes lo mismo! Por todas partes buscaban la "libertad" y la "felicidad" en el pasado, de puro miedo a verse confrontados con su propia responsabilidad y con su propio camino."
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La gente estara entusiasmada, todos estan deseando empezar a matar. Tan insipida les resulta la vida.
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Water wants to join water. Youth wants to join youth.
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O alegre e claro espelho de minha alma era muitas vezes embacado por uma especie de melancolia mas, por ora, nao havia sido seriamente danificado. Ela aparecia de tempos em tempos, durante um dia ou uma noite, como uma tristeza sonhadora e solitaria; desaparecia depois sem deixar tracos, voltando apos algumas semanas ou meses. Aos poucos fui me habituando a ela, como a uma amiga e confidente, nao a recebendo como um tormento, mas como um ca..
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I saw that he was a genius of suffering and that in the meaning of many sayings of Nietzsche he had created within himself with positive genius a boundless and frightful capacity for pain. I saw at the same time that the root of his pessimism was not world-contempt but self-contempt; for however mercilessly he might annihilate institutions and persons in his talk he never spared himself.
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Als we iemand haten dan haten we in zijn beeld iets dat in onszelf huist. Wat niet in onszelf huist, windt ons niet op.
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V edin sviat na skitnitsi, kogato p'tekite se presekat, svet't pone za malko se useshcha kato dom.
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yjb l tstslm llrGbt lty l tw'mn bh . n `rf m trGb bh , w lkn `lyk m n ttmkn mn ltkhly `n hdhh lrGbt w n tjd nfsk mbrr tmm `nd tHqyqh. w `ndm ttmkn mn SyG@ Tlbk bHyth tkwn wthq mn tHqyqh fn ltHqyq syHdth , wl knk fy lwqt lHDr mt'rjH byn lrGb@ w rfDh , w ldh fnk t`ysh fy lkhwf ldy'm
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Look at a person carefully long enough, and you'll know more about him than he himself does." The"
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IN THE SHADE OF THE house, in the sunshine of the riverbank near the boats, in the shade of the Sal-wood forest, in the shade of the fig tree is where Siddhartha grew up, the handsome son of the Brahman, the young falcon, together with his friend Govinda, son of a Brahman. The sun tanned his light shoulders by the banks of the river when bathing, performing the sacred ablutions, the sacred offerings. In the mango grove, shade poured into hi..
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To be sure, I was outwardly secured. I had no fear of people; my schoolmates had found that out, too, and showed me a secret respect that often made me smile. Whenever I wished, I could see through most of them very well and occasionally amaze them that way. But I seldom or never felt like it. I was always occupied with myself, always with myself. And I desired ardently to experience a bit of life finally, to give something of myself to the..
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they experienced the greater part of their destinies and satisfactions, their joys and sorrows, more in imagination than in tangible reality.
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ta vie ne devient pas plate et bete parce que tu sais que la lutte sera sans succes. Il serait bien pls plat, Harry, de lutter pour quelque bel ideal en cryant que tu l'atteindrais. Les ideals sont'ils la pour etre atteints?
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A person can neither think what he wants to nor can I make him think what I want to.
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Perhaps I was mad, as I thought at moments; perhaps I was not like other men? But I was able to do the same things the others did; with little effort and industry I could read Plato, was able to solve problems in trigonometry or follow a chemical analysis. There was only one thing I could not do: wrest the dark secret goal from myself and keep it before me as others did who knew exactly what they wanted to be--professors, lawyers, doctors, ..
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There was nothing left for him, except to annihilate himself, except to smash the failure into which he had shaped his life, to throw it away, before the feet of mockingly laughing gods.
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And these men, for whom life has no repose, live at times in their rare moments of happiness with such strength and indescribable beauty, the spray of their moment's happiness is flung so high and dazzlingly over the wide sea of suffering, that the light of it, spreading its radiance, touches others too with its enchantment. Thus, like a precious, fleeting foam over the sea of suffering arise all those works of art, in which a single indivi..
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nothing in the world is more repugnant to a man than following the path that leads him to himself!
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Haller belongs to those who have been caught between two ages, who are outside of all security and simple acquiescence. He belongs to those whose fate it is to live the whole riddle of human destiny heightened to the pitch of a personal torture, a personal hell.
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Every age, every culture, every custom and tradition has its own character, its own weakness and its own strength, its beauties and ugliness; accepts certain sufferings as matters of course, puts up patiently with certain evils. Human life is reduced to real suffering, to hell, only when two ages, two cultures and religions overlap.
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b mhr mrg jwdnh khwhm khrd
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No use lamenting over it! I was now living in a blaze of unsatisfied desire, of suspenseful expectancy, that often made me wild and crazy. I often saw the image of my dream beloved before me with more than lifelike clarity, much more clearly than my own hand; I spoke to it, wept before it, cursed it. I called it mother and knelt before it in tears; I called it beloved and sensed its ripe, all-fulfilling kiss; I called it devil and whore, va..
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Siddhartha had one single goal before him -- to become empty, empty of thirst, empty of desire, empty of dreams, empty of joy and sorrow. To die away from himself, no longer to be "I," to find the peace of an empty heart, to be open to wonder within an egoless mind -- that was his goal. When every bit of ego was overcome and dead, when in his heart all cravings and compulsions had been stilled, then the ultimate must awaken, that innermost ..
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What is meditative absorption? What is leaving the body? What is fasting? What is holding the breath? These are a flight from the ego, a brief escape from the torment of being an ego, a short-term deadening of the pain and absurdity of life. This same escape, this same momentary deadening, is achieved by the ox driver in an inn when he drinks a bowl of rice wine or fermented coconut milk. Then he no longer feels his self, then he no longer ..
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Man is not by any means of fixed and enduring form... He is much more an experiment and a transition. He is nothing else than the narrow and perilous bridge between nature and spirit.
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philosophy
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Fame wouldn't exist if it weren't for education. It's only of concern to schoolteachers. Oh no, we are not talking about fame, but what I call eternity. Believers call it the kingdom of God. The way I see it, all of us more demanding people, those of us who long for something better and have that one dimension too many, would be incapable of living if, apart from this world's atmosphere, there weren't another air to breathe; if, apart from ..
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Hy@ kl nsn `br@ `n Tryq nHw nfsh .. lm ysbq lnsn n kn nfsh tmm w bshkl kml
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Everyone can perform magic; everyone can reach his goals, if he is able to think, to wait, and to fast." Kamala"
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wished that he would also be gifted with the ability to participate in all of this childlike-naive occupations of the daytime with passion and with his heart, really to live, really to act, really to enjoy and to live instead of just standing by as a spectator.
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Into being a priest, into this arrogance, into this spirituality, his self had retreated, there it sat firmly and grew, while he thought he would kill it by fasting and penance.
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Knowledge can be conveyed, but not wisdom. It can be found, it can be lived, it is possible to be carried by it, miracles can be performed with it, but it cannot be expressed in words and taught
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Kamala did not try to find him. She was not surprised when she learned that Siddhartha had disappeared.
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Mountains at Night The lake has died down, The reed, black in its sleep, Whispers in a dream. Expanding immensely into the countryside, The mountains loom, outspread. They are not resting. They breathe deeply, and hold themselves, Pressed tightly, to one another. Deeply breathing, Laden with mute forces, Caught in a wasting passion.
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He had started to suspect that his venerable father and his other teachers, that the wise Brahmins had already revealed to him the most and best of their wisdom, that they had already filled his expecting vessel with their richness, and the vessel was not full, the spirit was not content, the soul was not calm, the heart was not satisfied. The ablutions were good, but they were water, they did not wash off the sin, they did not heal the spi..
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