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Everything was a lie, everything stank, everything stank of lies, everything feigned meaning and happiness and beauty, and yet everything was decaying while nobody acknowledged the fact. The world tested bitter;
want to learn from myself, want to be my student, want to get to know myself, the secret of Siddhartha.”
love can be obtained by begging, buying, receiving it as a gift, or finding it in the street, but it cannot be stolen.
Everyone can perform magic; everyone can reach his goals, if he is able to think, to wait, and to fast.”
“So it seems to be indeed. Everyone takes, everyone gives, such is life.”
He always seems to be merely playing with business affairs; they never fully become a part of him and they never rule over him. He is never afraid of failure; he is never upset by a loss.”
You are Kamala, nothing else, and inside of you, there is a peace and refuge to which you can go at every hour of the day and be at home inside yourself,
Most people, Kamala, are like a falling leaf that is blown and is turning around through the air, wavering and tumbling to the ground. But others, a few, are like stars: they go on a fixed course, no wind reaches them, and in themselves they have their law and their direction.
He saw that this water ran and ran incessantly, and nevertheless was always there at all times, the same and yet new every moment! The one who grasped this and understood this was great!
He learned to pay attention closely with a quiet heart, with patience, and with an open soul devoid of passion, wishes, judgment, and opinions.
Nothing was and nothing will be: everything is, and everything is present
